Here's a few haikus for all of you:
Fine
Grains of sand drift down
I struggle to catch them now.
I blink and they're gone.
Season
This is not my best
season by far--it's fall.
I run to chase it.
School
I used to like it.
Now it bothers me too much.
Can't drop out again.
Out Early
Free time on my hands.
Blissful wind blows past, so sweet.
Take me there right now.
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About the author: Leah G. is a photographer, avid reader, geocacher, and true Western Mass girl at heart. She has an off-the-grid vacation home and loves growing her own organic veggies. Leah's day job is working in marketing for Working Advantage (a source for discount entertainment tickets, shopping and more!). Currently Leah is pursuing a Master's in Business Administration at Framingham State College.
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Comments: 6
In Fine, the speaker attempts the impossible with ¨sand¨blowing presumably from a siroccco, but it´s so infinitesimal she can´t grasp any of the particles, and they vanish before consciousness is engaged. The poem is an afterthought about missed experience.
Season, however, finds her in the ¨container¨of heat--summer--and anticipating autumn. ¨I run to catch it¨ could have a psychological meaning, or perhaps she literally is displacing herself to another part of the globe to enjoy a deferred season, the way I went to Argentina in August to get away from the heat in 2001.
School presents a dilemna. She enjoyed it, dropped out, now can´t savor it, but can´t withdraw. Maybe she enjoyed her freedom in dropping classes most of all?
Out Early is my favorite in the group. The wind directs her purpose when she´s found herself on a break. It´s sweet, and she longs to find a sweet place. ¨Take me there right now¨gorgeous petition to bring herself back into the present.
All of these poems are united by a character´s consciousness being out of the flow, a second late it seems, and wanting to get back to the eternal present. They are deftly done, we feel both a unique identity and the experience she longs to have but can´t find herself back to.
Time is made fleeting, tantalizing, frustrating, evocative. A wonderful set of metaphysical haiku that exploit the falseness of the noun subject to emphasize the importance of becoming the verb itself.
Good to read you again, Leah.
Smiles from Spain.
JFW
Out Early is very important, because this is my first summer I'm able to enjoy 'summer hours' at my workplace.
And yes, Autumn is my favorite season...and my vacation is coming up in early September (to Iceland) to kick off the fall and end the summer. This summer in particular we are having great luck with our grapes, veggies, and roses (but not so much with our cherries and nectarines).
Kind regards,
Leah
Thank you for stopping by and for your kind words. Glad to be connected to you, thanks for the request!