Above the Spillway
fall planting
the way my father
set them straight
a skim of ice
above the spillway
quaking aspen
crickets
the pulse in a hollow
of her neck
the angle
of the fruit picker’s ladder
autumn light
monastery wall
the smell of wild grapes
fermenting
the gossip
her yard fills
with leaves
a dry leaf
scratches along the sidewalk
All Souls’ Day
autumn clarity
the things I remember
in part true
Above the Spillway is a haiku sequence composed of autumnal images that were lurking among the twelve journals, representing the twelve Institute for Writing and Thinking workshops I have taken dating to 1992.
The inspiration for Above the Spillway came from the Fictions: Memory and Imagination workshop and a prompt based on the first line of “A Father’s Story” by André Dubus.
My name is _____ and here is what I call my life...
English language haiku is defined as a moment keenly perceived in which nature is juxtaposed with human nature… usually written in three lines of 17 or fewer syllables. Haiku should feature a “kigo” or seasonal reference word or phrase.
In this “experiment” I am thinking that a series of haiku can be linked in such a way as to act as stanzas and create a loose narrative thread.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
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