For Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge.
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—
40 thoughts on “Haibun for a coming”
Great poem, and I love the painting 💜🌹
Thanks Willow. The painting is by Edvard Munch. It is good, isn’t it?
It excellent, I see Munch in it 💜
Thank you 🙂
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.
The plants respond to light levels and warmth I suppose. Unfortunate when there’s a frost.
Beautiful description–that rising of the sun, the waiting. . .
I like that painting, too. Munch did so many different types of painting it seems.
With Munch, we always think of tortured angst, but I guess he was just your average artist 🙂
Well, maybe above average. 😉 At the Philadelphia Museum of Art, there’s a mermaid he painted on a trapezoid shaped canvas (?) . It looks like a sign.
I meant average in the sense of all artists being like that 🙂
I don’t know that painting. I’ll see if I can find it.
I know. I was joking. 🙂
It’s a strange painting. The moonlight is like a solid column. I wonder why he painted it in such an odd shaped frame?
I think it was supposed to fit in a spot over a staircase.
Strange place to find a mermaid…
Maybe the house got flooded a lot. 🙂
Ha ha! Or the bathroom was too humid for the canvas.
I was “stuck” on how to treat this, but you handled it beautifully, Jane. Mine may be far simpler. but thank you for the inspiration.
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.
The problem being each successive generation “getting its share” while depriving itself of its share of what truly matters.
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.
Time hangs in suspense…that’s just right.
Spectacular painting too. (K)
I love this sunrise. It’s so unsentimental, full of possible sharp bits.
Beautiful poem and the painting too. Wishing all the best for a cheerful New Year.
Thank you! And have peaceful and contented start to your new year too 🙂
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Thanks Jaye 🙂
I love how the promise of light accompanies the dawning of winter. It’s another sign of nature’s wisdom and magic.
Beautiful haibun, Jane.
Thank you, Diana. Nature gets on with life, doesn’t promise extraordinary events like miracles, just does what needs doing.
How did your NaNo sprint go? Did you finish your 25k?
I did finish, Jane. A finished first draft of a trilogy and rewrites underway. 🙂 Too fun.
Well done! I enjoy revision, rewrites not so much. I finished too, but it was a standalone novel. Waiting to hear what needs rewriting.
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#Haiku Happenings #3: Jane Dougherty’s latest #tankaprose for my current #haikai challenge!
Thank you, Frank 🙂