Tag: Haibun

Haibun: The Encounter

It’s Saturday morning, September 28, 2019. I have written and published a poem dedicated to my husband for our 23rd wedding anniversary. This anniversary is unusual because every year we go out of town to celebrate. The day has an air of uncertainty, as…

#Haibun: Laborious Summer

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” ― L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables We are coming to the end of a searing and brutal summer. The monotony of the heat is laborious and draining. There are only so many perfect…

#Haibun: Beach Party

During my early teenage years, I was a surfer girl. On the weekends, my friends and I would pile into an old beat up station wagon and drive down to Galveston, Texas. Ginger’s older brother was our driver and guardian. Those were fun and…

#Haibun: Independence

There was a time when I was proud to call myself an American, but that has changed. I’ve never cared much for politics, or organized religion. To me, they are both ways to try to control the masses and keep us in check to…

#Haibun: Summer Feeding

From my writing room, I have a view of the front garden. The sun is rising in a pale pink sky and peeks through my window, creating rainbows from the hanging prisms. It is here, in this magical place where I watch the panorama…

#Haibun: Morning Rain

The cool spring morning shower washes away the dust from the windy days. It’s a welcome relief to the dry land where water is a precious resource. Honeybees drink at the edge of puddles, and lizards hunt the insects emerging from the damp earth….

The Farmer’s Market

When I was a young child, my mother would take me to the Farmer’s Market with her in Houston. I always looked forward to those trips, because I saw things that amazed me. Whole cow heads staring at me from meat cases. a pile…

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