Category Archives: Haibun (Prose Poetry

Haibun – June 22, 2016

  When we drove off from my sister’s house, the sun was shining and it was blisteringly hot, as it often is in Southern Illinois from late June to early September.  We were off on our daily visit to Mother.   My sister had decided that … Continue reading

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Spring Break-Up – Haibun – May 3, 2016

a game of chess while a skylark sings it’s song – I lost the game © Chèvrefeuille A lovely poem.  These words bring to mind my first love.  I was completely smitten by him.  He was all I could have … Continue reading

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Passing Time With Cicadas – Haibun – April 6, 2016

(Inspired by: the stillness – seeping into the rocks cicadas’ screech © Matsuo Basho) Summer evenings back in Illinois in the early 1960s were full of voices of children screeching as they played tag,  basketball or maybe croquet.  Back then it … Continue reading

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A walk in snow – haibun – March 30, 2016

Down and down into the snow … or was it snow?  Could it be cotton-wool, maybe something else. I really couldn’t be sure, the stuff wasn’t viscus … nor particularly sticky.  On the other hand, it wasn’t really cold either. … Continue reading

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Paradox (Writing Technique) – Haibun – March 14, 2016

Walking in a dangerous forest is probably not the best place to find inner peace.  Think of the man who found himself chased through the forest by a tiger, his only salvation was to climb down a cliff.  He  climbed down … Continue reading

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Life in Italy (Humidity) – Haibun – March 10, 2016

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 … Continue reading

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Of the People – Haibun – February 28, 2016

They’d met to protest and the Government actually thought there’d have been more people than actually showed up.  Their concern was about the drought which had lowered the levels of sweet water all throughout the land.  People had been grumbling about the … Continue reading

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Hidden Visions – Haibun – February 16, 2016

I walk through the  town square and it occurs to me that all these tourists snapping their photographs and drinking their drinks at the side-walk cafes are completely oblivious to the cares and worries of our daily lives.  We walk in different dimensions. They’ll … Continue reading

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Reflections in Padua – Haibun – February 3, 2016

I walked in the rain in Padua remembering other rainfalls and other cities.  Weaving through the people coming and going from the station, I soon found myself at the bus stop.  A sea of umbrellas over a mass of people stood waiting for … Continue reading

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Mountain Walking – Haibun – January 15, 2016

to the olive grove ten minutes as a crow flies fond memories When you’re fit climbing up the side of a mountain is paradise.  The very air seems to help you up, your heart of course increases its beat and … Continue reading

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