A stirring. Darkness ripples, and a sharp pain pierces through this enshrouding numbness. The silence once again resumes that tangible quality, the childbirth pangs of language ready to emerge.
The black molts into a brightening gray, then bleeds off like ink diluted in water. Images arise, evoking words after an everlong muteness. The echoes of a greek chorus of doubt, fear, and self-loathing fade.
A shoot thrusts through dry earth. The warmth of an infant spring season soaks into this cracked ground. For the first time in too long, whispers of poetry carry on the wind.
Slowly, awakening happens.
even
after this long winter
cherry blossoms
I’m hosting Haibun Monday over at dVerse, where we’re writing abour cherry blossoms.
The pub is open! Come join us!
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Frank J. Tassone 
the” long winter” in line two of your haiku is haunting. Particularly in the light of our hope for peace in the Ukraine.
Thanks for dropping by to read mine
Much💜love
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Thank you, Gillena! 😀
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Great haibun, Frank. Yes, Spring is pushing its way out everywhere you look.
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Thanks, Dwight!
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Wow, this is truly lovely, Frank. This is how haibun is done.
Sincerely,
David
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Thanks, David!
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I so love the process here.
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Thanks, Mary! 😀
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A real fine haibun. It evokes a thirst, then quenches it with hope, springing eternal.
“For the first time in too long, whispers of poetry carry on the wind.”
Here’s to the awakening.
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Thank you, D!
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I love this insight into spring and all its vigour.
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Thank you, Misky! 😀
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This is a good metaphor for coming out of writer’s block.
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Spring will come… even after a long winter… but the waiting can be agonizing
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Yes!!! To new beginnings. Nicely done Frank.
Pat
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“The silence once again resumes that tangible quality, the childbirth pangs of language ready to emerge.”
Stunning use of words and images in this, Frank!
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Thank you, Sara! 😀
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