Haibun for a coming

For Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge.

Edvard_Munch_-_The_Sun_(1911)

The year begins in darkness, deepening relentlessly, rising like a black tide higher with every turn of the earth, until the solstice, and the tide is halted, ebbs, time hangs in suspense on the horizon’s rim and the sun that rises is the triumph of day over night, Sol Invictus.

winter cold bites

gnaws bitter bones

beneath the snow

shoots roots uncurl­—

snowdrops

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

39 thoughts on “Haibun for a coming”

  1. Historical. I also await the solstice for then the days will increase…
    With some of the odd weather I have blooms on my forsythia… unexpected in November. Snowdrops though are one of the first bloomers in spring here.

    1. Thanks Ken. I had to think about it too. Christianity hogging the entire start of winter. This morning I had another go at expressing my feelings about this time of year. It’s getting more and more important that we all understand the irreparable damage we are doing to the planet with our stupid self-indulgence.

      1. The ‘fair share’ varies so much depending on who you ask. Too many people in the rich fraction of the world have an impossibly inflated idea of what is the strict minimum.

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