Category: Haibun

In our Haibun section we pay tribute to this ancient art of combining prose and poetry (haiku) to explore modern notions and dilemmas.

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Morning Thunderstorm

The skylight rattles under a tumult of fresh rain. The windchime dances in a sudden wind; it’s tritonal melody incessantly plays on. Thunder booms. The storm ebbs and flows. Lightning flashes twice. Thunderclaps follow....

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First Stiches

Haibun I run in the day care center’s playground. Somewhere past the slide, the jungle gym and some swings, I slip and fall. My left hand thumps hard against the ground. I stand up....

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Scattered So Early

A body in full rebellion Stomach cramps nausea vertigo A mind in disarray Swirling thoughts Songs Mania rising, falling Winds in full swirl Chime singing, Newly budding maples swaying   A clock that ticks...

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Morning Prayer

Haibun Robins, sparrows, and cardinal songs through an open window. Bacon sizzling from the kitchen. The flickering tongue of an indifferent Senhora da Fatima Candle in a drape-rustling breeze. Seated on the zafu, legs...

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Meltdown

Haibun I’m administering a Level I Vocational Assessment to Ana, when Julian bursts into the room. He throws something that misses Myru and hits the metal cabinet housing our class’ books and folders. He...

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Morning Whine

Haibun The coffee maker still gurgles after nearly an after hour. A steady electric hum drowns out the chorus of birdsongs, save one. Gray clouds swallow the sky. The rain triggers an ache across...

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Lepidopteric* Encounters

Haibun We step through the second door, entering the arbortorium, and feel saturated by semi-tropical heat and humidity! Large palms and other representative flora grow out of the center. The palm branches shelter the...

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An Unpleasant Reminder

Haibun I find it just before I leave on some errands. A crumpled memo, with Sean’s R’s mother’s phone number on it, requests a phone conference. It’s at least two weeks old, if not...