#Tanka Tuesday (1/9/18): Low Winter Sun …an Ekphrastic #tankaprose…#haiku #poetry #photo


“low winter sun” by Sharnon Knight

“low winter sun”

a pathfinder’s way

ends at home

fresh snow and bare trees

a welcome sight

We swore we passed the same farmhouse. Weather-worn, with a silo near the barn, and perhaps a shed set back in the same, full field. Each one lay along a state road in Vermont, out of Vergennes, on the way to Stowe during the pre-GPS days. We traveled up there for a weekend hiking with the Appalachian Mountain Club then.

Years later, we would take that route again, this time on our way home from Smuggler’s Notch, just north of Stowe. Somehow, those farmhouses looked no older than before.

winter field

so little light left

to resist the dark

afternoon shadows swallow

a snow-covered propane tank

for dVerse Poets Pub–Poetics, hosted by Mish

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  1. Frank, your recent comment kindly left at my Shay’s Word Garden blog was sent, for some reason, to the spam comments by Blogger. (Toni Spencer’s comment did as well.) I’ve straightened it out now.

    I am not much for haiku as you know, but great photograph and love the Clannad as well. 🙂

    –coal (Fireblossom)

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    • Thanks, Shay, although technically the first and third “stanzas” are Tanka, the modern name for the older Waka. The photographer runs a great photo blog, worth checking out. Thanks for reading! 😀


  2. I agree with Bjorn and Eric about the farmhouses – the shed or barn the picture seems stable and comforting – ‘a welcome sight’. I love how you captured the shadows and how the snow makes an ordinary propane tank unusual and beautiful in the final tanka.

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  3. I like the way you had passed by twice and the building seemed the same- I liked -a pathfinder’s way ends at home, so often we revisit a place only to find that some of the differences are so great that our memory is barely recognisable.

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