Italy, often called “sunny Italy” because the 19th century rich English aristocrats who came from their wet “gloomy” island felt Italy was a land of marvellous eternal sunshine (as well as quite impossible to visit in full summer due to its extreme heat). One must admit that for them it seemed true; with exception of the Alps in the north of the peninsula and other mountain areas, “real cold” has never been a frequent visitor in winter. If it should happen to snow, for example in Rome, the event lasts for a day or two and is cause for a National crisis.
Winter in Italy means rain and in the Po Valley fog. Long grey wet cold days of rain, that seeps into one’s bones after a while and certainly into the walls of those quaint century old buildings. Old castle walls, made of stone may often literally weep with water. In the 1950s, during reconstruction, unfortunately, builders to make more money cut corners with their material and so, a whole new generation of weeping walls were erected up and down Italy as you may find when visiting your student son or daughter (as I did) in one of these places where you’re welcomed with the stench of mildew.
Italy can be lovely in the spring and glorious in autumn but one must be careful about choosing one’s home, or get used to “eau de *muffa”.
winter rain and damp seeps
into the hallway
© G.s.k. ‘16
To make this challenge a bit more challenging I have a few “rules” for your haibun:
+ A maximum of 250 words (including the haiku)
+ Try to use a “kigo” (or season word) in the haiku of your haibun
+ Your haiku doesn’t need to follow the classical 5-7-5 syllables count, I even would challenge you to create a haiku with 3-5-3 or even lesser syllables
(*muffa – mildew or mould)
Note: I actually wrote a first draft of this haibun yesterday when I was writing for CDHK ‘s prompt on rain … here is a link to that POST