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THE HAIBUN GALLERY: 15th December — a Thursday feature

Updated: Dec 16, 2022

Hosts: Reid Hepworth and Shalini Pattabiraman Keith Polette is the MENTOR for THE HAIBUN GALLERY from 16 December 2022. Thank you, Keith.

15th December 2022


Today we bring you the third haibun in the series featuring Terri L. French.


Terri L. French

Rebirth


Redwoods, moss coated rocks, fiddlehead ferns. The pine needle path interrupted by protruding rocks. Just a whiff of sea brine. Down a mud-slick desire path into a cove of sand and rocks. Black monoliths rise from the swell. Seagull squawks muffled by the waves’ crescendo. Tentacles of bull kelp tangled in sargassum. Iridescent bubbles floating on spume.


And me, arms stretched wide, alone in the sand, breathless, shoes cast aside, toes digging deep enough to take root…head thrown back…one deep primal note sung to the sky.


water breaking

another chance

at a first breath


Source: The Haiku Hecameron, edited by Scott Mason, 2020

Pulling Sunset


R: For most poets, the natural world is our muse - we look to it for inspiration, for grounding, for solace. My grandmother used to say, “when you are sad, angry, or have something to process, go to the sea. It will never fail you.” My gran would often walk down to the beach, sit on a bench and stare into the Salish Sea until she was good and ready to return home. I learned from watching her and from spending time in nature, that it has an abundance of healing energy. So it's no surprise that this haibun called out to me. The prose itself is a sensory smorgasbord: visually, tactilely, olfactory, auditory. “Down a mud-slick desire path…” sigh. Could it get any better? Yes, indeed. And, once we are satiated with the ferns, seagulls and brine, Terry reins us into the present experience of the narrator…taking us on her primal journey…where really, one can only travel alone, so basic and instinctual that passengers are rarely invited. And then she caps it off with an exquisite ku. She cleverly leaves the door open for…hope, second chances, new beginnings. Rebirth. Brilliant.


Terri’s thoughts about Rebirth:

This is one of my favourites and I am happy Scott (Mason) chose it to be in this wonderful anthology. Travelling full-time in our RV all over has afforded me to see many parts of the country I never had. And doing so during the pandemic gave me an opportunity to strengthen my relationship with the natural world. I wrote this piece when we were in lockdown in northern California. We were the only people in our campground, other than essential transient workers, for fifty-six days. For an introverted poet this was heaven! The giant redwoods, banana slugs, skunk weed, the ocean waves, sea lions and seals. Truly, it was a time of rebirth for me.


Prompt:

For this prompt we would like you to explore whatever brings you peace, be it a place, a custom, an object. Show us, don’t tell, let us explore the harmonics with open minds.


PLEASE NOTE:

1. Only two haibun per poet per prompt.

2. Share your best-polished pieces.

3. Please do not post something in a hurry or something you have just written. Let it simmer for a while.

4. When poets give suggestions and if you agree to them - post your final edited version on top of your original version.

5. Don't forget to give feedback on others' poems.


We are delighted to open the comment thread for you to share your unpublished haibun (within 300 words) to be considered for inclusion in the haikuKATHA monthly journal.



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lakshmi iyer
lakshmi iyer
20 déc. 2022

#1, I would love to keep the same.

29-12-2022

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deep inside


the backyard i find myself lucky for the opportunity to walk through the memory lane of childhood days with my paternal grandparents digging out weeds and planting seasonal flowers and vegetables in rows between the well and neighborhood walls as morning crows keep cawing every time and everywhere


open book

i tag each page

with a fallen leaf


**


Feedback please

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lakshmi iyer
lakshmi iyer
29 déc. 2022
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Thanks Diana.

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mona bedi
mona bedi
18 déc. 2022

Post #1


The Stoic


It has a red cover with birds printed on it. The pages are ruled. No dates are mentioned. I like this about my journal. It gives me a sense of timelessness. The thickness is not much making it light enough to carry around. A small leather holder is there to hold my pen. There is a small brass latch too. The journal is my safe zone.


whispering palms--

the secrets

I hold on to


Feedback appreciated:)

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Terri Hale French
Terri Hale French
21 déc. 2022
En réponse à

Yes, I agree, perhaps another title. If nothing else you could call it "The Journal" or "My Journal" and then not mention the word journal in the prose.

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Membre inconnu
18 déc. 2022

I just wanted to say how much I enjoy writing in response to the prompts in this gallery, working on my pieces here in line with suggestions and offering comments on work by others.Given the chance to produce 8 pieces a month with only a small proportion likely to be in the running for HaikuKATHA there are so many haibun available to submit to other journals where I'm pleased to say many of mine sparked here have found excellent homes this year. So thankyou prompt givers for all you have offered and thankyou editors for all your choices in 2022. I look forward to what will happen here next year.

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