Hello and Happy Poetry Friday! Be sure and visit Ruth and her dream of Haiti at There is no such thing as a godforsaken town for Roundup.
Whew, what a National Poetry Month it's been! And it's not over yet...I travel today for a conference tomorrow...and then...MAY!!!
Here's the opening haiku:
dormant volcano—
but at sunrise each day
it blazes
Along the way, the child-narrator shares about encounters with other people are on the trail; change of temperatures; mosquitoes!; other animal encounters (marmot, dogs, owl, butterfly..); adventures at the summit (snowballs, anyone?); sliding down; and looking back up the mountain in wonder.
One of my favorite middle-of-the-book haiku:
lost—
the trail is under the snow
somewhere
The book ends with a ends with a great question... you'll have to read it to find out what! And back matter includes info about South Sister Volcano, Geology of the Cascade Mountain Range; What to bring to climb a mountain; A little bit about haiku; and more info about the Living things mentioned in the haiku (flora and fauna).
Check it out! It's a winner.
Perhaps inspired by Climbing the Volcano, this week's ArtSpeak: FOLK ART is a haiku...or rather, THREE haiku! This art by Mose Tolliver just speaks to me, I guess...I couldn't decide which one to post, so I offer you all three. :) Thanks so much for reading!
Night performs secret
mysteries—fire where there was
no flame before
- Irene Latham
crimson flame ignites the stars
night garden
- Irene Latham
My longing stretches
crimson across dark mountains—
where are you moon?
- Irene Latham
It is funny how a month that celebrates poetry (and library) squeezes so much time away from poeming and librarying. Well, it does that for me. But, I wouldn't miss the celebrations for anything.
ReplyDeleteStory in haiku fascinates me. I was blown away by 'Death Coming Up the Hill' by Cris Crowe. It's the first story written in haiku that I read (or at least the first one I read that I was aware of the form). A haiku series for this painting is called for. That red! It needs addressing...if you don't it's going to feel dissed. I'm a fan of the word crimson. It feels creamy and satiny and so, so red! Great post this week. Thank you!
Hi Irene, so sorry about the postcard debacle. Our mail is not exactly what it used to be! I love hearing about the new book, and you told a wee story with your three-haiku response. Love the idea of "secret mysteries" and "ignites the stars". Have a nice weekend!
ReplyDeleteIrene, Climbing the Volcano sounds like a wonderful book. That opening haiku with the blazing sunrise does have echoes in your own poems about the crimson flower. They are all beautiful. I think my favorite is the middle one that brings out the stars!
ReplyDelete"fire where there was no flame before" - stopped me. Yes, a mystery. I want to simply sit with this - in the night.
ReplyDeleteOh, WHAT is with the mail lately? Strange happenings here at times too. CLIMBING THE VOLCANO looks terrific.
ReplyDeletePeace be upon you
New here ♡
loving your words
God Bless