“Shoes”, my haibun on the refugee tragedy unfolding before our eyes, has found its way to Whirlwind Magazine, the Fall 2015 issue.
Read it here, p. 4
I enjoyed my reading last night, jointly with other writers, at the Open Reading for Writers event, Munich Readery. Many thanks to the writers for the company, camaraderie, their insightful comments and discussion; and special thanks to Lisa Yarger for so wonderfully, and calmly, hosting the event. I read eight haibun, all work in progress. Here is one of them:
With warmer days, newspapers are filling with news of migrant boats from Africa and the Middle East increasing in their numbers, sinking in droves. Hundreds of deaths each week.
We poets, who put our hearts in the shoes of the hummingbird and the beggar poet, the little frog and the mighty spring thunder, the cat and the star-studded sky, are confronted with a reality hard to fathom. I find myself at a loss for words. Reading about other people’s misfortunes, of their fleeing deserts, war, of their placing their lives and their childrens’ lives in the hands of fate, of their washing up on European shores lifeless, I stop writing.
My mind fills with questions: did they leave books behind? A favourite thimble, a tin soldier, a straw dolly? A mug they liked to drink from, a shady spot they loved to sit in, an icon they lit candles in front of? A carpet they knelt to pray on? Did they leave behind many beliefs, nourishing relationships, did they lose their innocence before or during the journey? What happened to their shoes?
wall cracks filling
her scuffed shoes—
Haiku News, Vol. 2 No. 17: Karma Tenzing Wangchuck, Stella Pierdes, Michael Henry Lee
May 13th, 2013
First appeared on NaHaiWriMo
her scuffed shoes –
NaHaiWriMo prompt: shoes
all this dust on my shoes moon walking
we bow our heads
NaHaiWriMo prompt: walking on the moon
74/100 and 75/100 Days of Summer
cosmic dance –
taking time to polish
NaHaiWriMo prompt: dance
59/100 Days of Summer