Haibun
The waiting room had emptied out by now. I have been in this chair all day, cramped, such a long wait. But I have no real complaints. I have been given all the necessary comforts. They have brought me pillows to lay my head upon, a cup of water and a blanket. Now the doctor is here. No, I have no complaints for I am here while others are ill without these comforts, without the means for a doctor as they languish in cold doorways.
golden skirt warms me
my head upon a pillow
wild aster dying
I realize that one does not point out a kigo or really even discuss the term. However when I have a prompt, there are those times when I just dive in and forget about the kigo until the end. Today I chose to use Yuki Teikei Haiku Society in my search for an autumn kigo to use in the text. I found so many that actually took up the entire last line. I found this unusual, especially as I really appreciated how they worked right into the language of the haiku. I chose instead “wild aster.” It gave me what I needed even visually.
Shared at The Mag with pleasure and gratitude to Tess for the prompt.
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i just adore the different takes on the picture and how they always teach me something…kigo..who knew….a lovely autumn piece..just love the wild aster reference…being a florist an’ all!!!xx
What fun an artist with Les Fleurs. Thank you for you visit Kay.
Now I shall have to try and understand what a kigo is and how it fits into things.
Like your version with the humility of being well-off.
Thank you Bestwork. A kigo is a “season word.” It is a word that sort of anchors a haiku. I tend to like to use a kigo that corresponds with the real season. And “wild aster” is an autumn kigo.
ugh, there are many who dont have the opportunity to see a doctor for sure…it astounds me at the basic things that are not afforded to all…you know i went 7 years once without insurance….and paying straight to the doc, expensive…many that just live with what ever they got knowing help is too far away, just down the street…
I was very lucky in my youth Brian. Well lucky during my whole working life really. When I initially worked in hospitals I simply received insurance, as time went on I paid a small amount for it. When I had my own small business I used my husband’s. Today the premiums that his firm pays are astronomical. We are in a real pickle in this country.
Beautifully expressed!
Thank you Laurie.
We have ‘walk in’ clinics here in town, thankfully. I wonder how they ever survived back in those old days though.
Very good read Raven, thank you.
Thank you Daydreamer, I am glad about the clinics. It is so difficult for way to many. Healthcare became “managed healthcare” I believe in the late eighties. That is when healthcare went into the hands of administrators or business people. It has been on the rise ever since.
The wild aster line is particularly brilliant. You honed this to perfection, my friend.
Thank you my friend. Makes me think of the last lovely piece of your that I read … the dogs swimming, everyone out in the wild … maybe you saw some asters that day.
Oh I like how you did this, it was sweetly creative, and perfectly structured, especially inserting
golden skirt warms me
my head upon a pillow
wild aster dying …bravo!
Thank you kindly Karen.
Karen, from here I cannot get to your blog???
Beautifully done!
Thanks Mama!
The resignation is palpable. The feeling of a life that was lived, and a person who is ready… for something.
Thank you for the intuitive observation. I appreciate your visit.
Beautiful imagery…the wild aster dying…it’s just lovely and haunting.
Thank you for visiting Rene.
Beautiful write!
Thanks Audrey.
Long skirts were made to keep the knees warm I guess!
I suspect so! Not a lot of heat in those days.
So beautiful and languid a piece … the words play the picture perfectly … I am always amazed at how the few words of a haiku can paint such full pictures and tell such touching stories … well done, Raven.
I really love haiku for the reasons you mention above. They are short but they are very difficult to get right. Thank you Susan. I came to your wonderful blog – I actually filled in the security wording correctly 3 times but it would not take my comment.
I like your take on the photograph. Actually reminded me of a personal experience.
Liz, I’m just blown away by your detailed knowledg of Japanese styles of poetry and your fine execution. Makes me smile every time I visit.
Thanks for you visits to me.
Happy days … and aren’t we happy that the elections will be over before Thanksgiving? Hoping for the best. No anger. No hate.
Many blessing my canny friend,
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Jamie, such kind words. Last winter and spring and I guess part of the summer, I studied and wrote haiku. I have missed you so much. It is wonderful to have you out and about, wonderful to see you.
And I have missed you as I go from active blogging to periods of ??? … Oh well. But we do know we can always catch up by email and visiting blogs and that is nice. I am so glad you feel better these days and continue to look forward to wonderful gifts on your blog.
I enjoyed this for a second time. Wonderful visit today as always.
Many blessings to you, Liz, and wonderful grace-filled days.
Beautifully composed ….
Thank you Helen. How do I get to your blog?
So beautifully written…
healing power of the soul
Awfully well written, and I learned something…
And I thought, isn’t that Raven clever! She imaged a dying aster in that painting – so symbolic and so perfectly color coordinated. 😀
Hello friend, good to see you … well, once I saw the words I did envision it – I guess. 😉