Haiku Day

Once a month, I sit to write Haiku. It is the closest I get to the practice of meditation in my media mediated life. I turn off all my normal tools of writing and just stare out of my little office window until something happening “out there” works its way into my imagination. Yesterday, I noted a few reddening leaves blazing in the still-green silver maple, I recalled the field-corn stalks withering in the sun, heard a few walnuts bounce off a nearby steel roof, thought about harvesting a ripe butternut squash for dinner. As predictable as these things are when I think about what early October should look like, to just sit and take it all in felt simultaneously surprising and comforting – and a little alarming given the preternaturally warm weather we’ve experienced this fall.

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