a haibun
I’ve not seen the haibun before — this was lovely and so evocative. Thank you; I’m grateful to you for helping me discover the form.
It’s a fairly new form for me as well, and a fast favorite. I hope you find some pleasure in it, too.
Beautiful writing. Several places woke me up, are so alive with visuals I can feel.
Color, silence.
Thanks for reading, Marion - so glad you liked it xo
The final image, the shadow in snow photograph, brilliantly captures your words.
thank you! it was the impetus for the den thinking, which turned out to be a supremely lovely thought space to inhabit in winter.xoxox
Why make of things a purpose?
The euphoria of focus never lasts.
My favorite lines. Just to remind me what's what.
I always wondered who else could distinguish a white pine from a red pine according to the pitch of wind in the needles.
I’ve not seen the haibun before — this was lovely and so evocative. Thank you; I’m grateful to you for helping me discover the form.
It’s a fairly new form for me as well, and a fast favorite. I hope you find some pleasure in it, too.
Beautiful writing. Several places woke me up, are so alive with visuals I can feel.
Color, silence.
Thanks for reading, Marion - so glad you liked it xo
The final image, the shadow in snow photograph, brilliantly captures your words.
thank you! it was the impetus for the den thinking, which turned out to be a supremely lovely thought space to inhabit in winter.xoxox
Why make of things a purpose?
The euphoria of focus never lasts.
My favorite lines. Just to remind me what's what.
I always wondered who else could distinguish a white pine from a red pine according to the pitch of wind in the needles.