I started blogging as Ontheland and tweeting as Ontheland1 when I moved to the country near Kingston, Ontario, Canada. Blog challenges have led me to experiment with writing poetry and taking photos. Our natural world is one of my deepest concerns...the joy of it and how we can take better care. We live in important times, potentially an historical transition to renewable energy and other sustainable ways of living.
When I first ventured into vegetable gardening I was guided by books. Each step felt tenuous, like treading in the dark. My guide was a carefully drawn plan, each square foot measured, each seed accounted for. With time I relaxed. I learned that seeds grow and that I only need to provide water and shelter.
A few years have passed and now what joy! Borage, calendula, dill, sorrel and chives return on their own to resculpt the landscape. This spring, rabbits devoured the first shoots of sunflowers and greens…so I raised the height of the wire fence, used a large removeable barrel to block the entrance, and planted more seeds. I still make annual plans—plant families rotate from year to year and companions are placed side by side. Beyond my winter dreaming the real garden emerges in a flow of call and response.
white moth flutters white moth flutters
a fleeting visitor ephemeral
to this meadow as am I
white moths flit
in a splash of sunlight---
who else has passed this way?
Inspired by a moment of perception and thought, I wrote the first haiku. Then I wrote two more looking for other words to bring readers closer to where I was. I was thinking of Chèvrefeuille’s invitation to write and then consider possible meanings a reader might take away. This process might have resulted in my choosing one favourite wording, but in this case I liked something about each haiku. This is my second response to Carpe Diem Writing and Enjoying Haiku #4. (Best way to read this post on a phone is to turn the phone sideways.)
Chèvrefeuille has written about the freestyle haiku of Basho from 1683 to 1685. It’s called Kanshicho. I enjoyed the sound of Kanshicho so much I wrote a ‘tribute’ series:
nod to tradition
heart on the loose
Immersed in flow
no beginning no end
a moment pulses
gulls surf the wind
I am linking to Carpe Diem’s most recent weekend-meditation. Reading this Carpe Diem Writing and Enjoying Haiku post inspired me to write these haiku. Besides mentioning freestyle, Chèvrefeuille talks about awareness of multiple meanings…if all goes well I may write a second response.
Long after sunset I drive slowly watching for gleaming eyes….a rabbit’s sudden dash, a wandering kitten, a raccoon or even a grazing deer … tonight is different … a tiny shadow in my path brings me to a sudden stop. I rub my eyes in disbelief: