Well that was very good. You seem to be on a very good run these days! I remember your superb haibun of some Yeats back (!) and really great minimalist haiku recently. Nice to see tanka in the same high quality.
Well that was very good. You seem to be on a very good run these days! I remember your superb haibun of some Yeats back (!) and really great minimalist haiku recently. Nice to see tanka in the same high quality.
Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #38 A Trip Along Memory Lane #1 Carpe Diem Special How happy! Bathing in the tub full to overflowing The above one line poem by Sumitaku Kenshin (1961-1987) really sent me down memory lane. Until I was a teenager my family lived on a farm. The year Sumitaku Kenshin was born, my family moved "in town". That move brought us into a new age, indoor plumbing. Until that time there was a galvanized tub for baths and a path for other bodily necessities. Baths were taken on the screened in back porch during the summer months. There would be 3 to 4 inches of water in the tub. Water drawn from the well just outside the house. Some of the water would be heated in the teakettle on the stove in the kitchen. Youngest child would bath first. Then up through the ages of the children. Daddy was always the last. In the same 3 to 4 inches of water. Once baths were done, the tub was overturned and the porch scrubbed. Cause water was is
This is beautiful...I love that last line...that's just life. It made me smile though:)
ReplyDeleteSome days I think I must be a millipede. Life seems to be waiting for the next shoe to drop and drop and drop ; )
DeleteWell that was very good. You seem to be on a very good run these days! I remember your superb haibun of some Yeats back (!) and really great minimalist haiku recently. Nice to see tanka in the same high quality.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for these kind words of continuing encouragement. I am enjoying working at the writing so very much.
DeleteWell that was very good. You seem to be on a very good run these days! I remember your superb haibun of some Yeats back (!) and really great minimalist haiku recently. Nice to see tanka in the same high quality.
ReplyDeleteI like the way your tanka builds up flake on flake, Janice, right up to the avalanche!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kim.
DeleteToo good... love the twist!
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed.
DeleteIt is a build-up that takes some time. But still many are caught unawares!
ReplyDeleteHank
Yes, it is easy to not pay attention to what is going on around.
DeleteHari Om
ReplyDeleteI'm with the drift of comments Janice - this one is a winner! YAM xx
Thank you, YAM.
DeleteI am called a snowflake cause I am resisting. There are a bunch of us snowflakes. janice xx
A nice tanka Janice with a strong and very sad ending.
ReplyDeleteYes, it is sad. Also, part of nature. Broken silence.
DeleteThe silence before the impending storm. Ominous. Nice haiku !
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteWonderful Janice! I especially like the contrast - silence and then like a chock comes the avalanche :)
ReplyDeleteThat is how it works some days! ; )
DeleteThis silence speaks volumes
ReplyDeleteHopefully.
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