The house in darkness. I watch thick flakes descending slowly. They seem suspended as if in a viscous liquid. Bushes assume a rounded shape; fences appear to sink into the ground. A deep quiet without and within. Even the mechanical noices of the appliances are subdued and still. I stand tranfixed.
falling snow-
between dusk and darkness
there is no time
Contemporary Haibun, April 2005
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TAKING STOCK Something left unsaid or incorrectly said. Some decision made or not made. A false start or no start. A wrong step. A mista...
3 comments:
Very nice haibun, Adelaide. Prose and haiku compliment each other perfectly. Note typo in first sentence...
interesting haibun; with a nice surprise ending haiku; much love...
Thank you Gillena and Frank. And thanks for noting the typo. I've fixed it.
Adelaide
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