For the inaugural Friday Writings at Poets and Storytellers United (no more Writer's Pantry or Weekly Scribblings, they've been melded into one with an optional prompt), I went with the prompt, albeit quite unremarkably! A haibun, but not. In other words, a paragraph and a 5/7/5 that is not a haiku. Nor is it a senryu. So, it's that "everything else" form zappai! Can it still be called a haibun then? 🤷 Also, the first Tuesday of the month over at Tanka Tuesday is Poet's Choice. My choice is a... um... prose/zappai, of the Taco Tuesday sort! Friday Writings prompt : "...write poetry or prose about food: cooking it, eating it, sharing it, craving it, dreaming of it … the choice is yours." I like tacos as much as the next person does. They’re really a perfect food, completely customizable. Beef or chicken, both or neither. Pile on the veggies and cheese, or leave them naked. Sour cream with a ...
That is a very unusual perspective. Deep!
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DeleteIt does remind me of gnarled fingers! Love it.
ReplyDeleteThat was my first thought!
DeleteReminds me of some elder women I know...
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Oh, it does indeed. Not mine (yet?), but my mother's were.
DeleteGorgeous haiku.
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DeleteGreat imagination, indeed they look like fingers!
ReplyDeleteI thought so the first time I looked!
DeleteBeautiful!
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DeleteThank you so much, Colleen! :)
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