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Saturday, April 27, 2013

stone

sitting on this stone
where a wall used to be . . .
the gentle rain

Third place, Caribbean Kigo Kukai, April 2013. Kigo: stone

7 Comments:

Blogger polona said...

whether the wall was brought down by time or by human hand is irrelevant as it's the sentiment that the poet manages to evoke that counts...

10:42 AM  
Blogger Magyar said...

Old stone walls... one of my favorite keys of history.
__We find stone walls in the forests, straight lined with perpendicular crossing points; once, that forest was farmland and we will wonder... as our minds step... back into that time.

Thanks for this fine reminder, Bill. _m

10:16 AM  
Blogger Iris said...

Hi Bill

very fine (gentle) haiku :) I like your style :)
Best regards
Iris

11:18 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks, polona. The last line is meant to suggest not only the current weaather, but the possibility that the force[s] that brought down the wall may be, in themselves, "gentle."

Thanks, Doug. I consider this a New England haiku.

Thank you for that most encouraging comment, Iris.

12:43 PM  
Blogger Monika said...

I don't know why, but your haiku made me think of Ursula Le Guin's first novel "A wizard of Earthsea". There is a wall in it and when I read your fine haiku, I saw this wall ...

11:01 AM  
Blogger jem said...

Oh, I like this. A great sense of patience and acceptance. The things we build, the things that fall.

3:07 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

What an interesting association, Monika. Thanks.

A sensitive reading, Jem. Thanks.

5:36 AM  

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