This year our friend Catherine suggested modifying our daily writing practice to #haikuforhope, and that is certainly resonating with me...although it does appear that when you're trying to produce a pithy moment each and every day, just about any topic comes to seem like a commentary on hope, if not actually hopeful.
Here are mine so far this week:
Dec. 1
last red branch exhales
catching up in slow motion
refusing to rush
Dec. 2
Sunday morning Spirit Play
we all watch as fog lifts
in a water glass
Dec. 3
nothing can pierce this
afternoon dark
not even 12-foot Rudolph
Dec. 4
seven-year-olds sit
in silent rows, testing
cold winds test the glass
Dec. 5
unwinding the light
tightening the twinkle
window candles spark
Dec. 6
"we are in trouble"
small hands mold
plasticene landscapes
Dec. 7
Tuesday despair
Friday giddy energy
estrogenic seasons
Participants in this December tradition are Catherine Flynn @flynn_catherine, @MaryLeeHahn, @MargaretGSimon, Linda Mitchell @LindaMitch2783, Molly Hogan @mbhmaine, Julieanne Harmatz @jarhartz, Jone MacCulloch @JoneMac53, Jean LaTourette @mz_lat, Linda Baie @LBaie, Carol Varsalona @cvarsalona, and @mandyrobek....and probably more. Join us!
And join the Poetry Friday round-up (what is that? go HERE to find out) hosted by Liz Steinglass today, where there's all kinds of merry and bright.
