Haibun for gardening

Tussling with thistles taller than me, sprouting like something I saw in a black and white Doctor Who and remembered with terror for decades, in the sun too hot for spring and crickets vying with blackbirds for airspace, I feel the year running away from me already.

the Dagda stopped the sun once

for nine months

one way of hiding your guilt

and if the child turned out bad

you could always blame his mother

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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.

20 thoughts on “Haibun for gardening”

    1. Funny that, isn’t it? Unless of course he turns into a global celebrity multi-billionaire saviour of the planet then it’s ALL credit to the father ๐Ÿ™‚

      1. Just before reading your poem I was reading a news story about “honor killing” in the sixth most populous country in the world, Pakistan. More than thousand women are killed by family members in Pakistan still every year in the name of saving family honor. That should tell you how they had got away all through out history.

      2. At least the Irish didn’t go in for that. Leaving women with unwanted babies was about as bad as it got, or turning them into animals. And the women were allowed to get their own back.

        Honour killings are atrocious, but more or less the same as any murder or violence perpetrated by a man on a woman he’s supposed to feel some sort of affection for. It’s ‘normal’.

  1. I too was just reading about honor killings…we can be smug and say “not here” but though the motivation is different, the end result is the same. Point the weapon directly or leave them out in the cold to starve. After all, they asked for it. (K)

    1. Where cultural ‘differences’ are encouraged without exception, you get disposal of uppity or surplus women everywhere even in countries where it is most definitely against the law. Like here.

  2. Doctor Who and Day of the Triffids. And what a cop-out Dagda is. I’ve been reading in the comments about “honour killings.” There is no honour in them. They are crimes.

    1. A man feels his honour has been wounded so he kills a woman, his daughter, his wife, his sister. Some manly behaviour.
      Yes, the Dagda was like all men of his epoch, children were just collateral damage.

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