26.1.22: A Wednesday Haibun

farmhouse with laundry on the line
winter house and garden

“We’re doubtless as old as our mothers, thousands of generations waiting for the sunlight.”Sunlight, Jim Harrison

I’m as old as my mother, when she was my age. She was long-lived, into her 90s. Her mother was long-lived, too. Her grandmother lived longer than them both. Mum’s mother was married to a dentist. Her grandmother was married to the captain of a whaling ship. My mother married a postman. Generations of women who identified with their husband’s professions. Except my mother. She was a baker. Hands and arms like a butcher. A baker is who and what you are, she said. My mother lived in her own heaven and hell, and so it was living with her.

That last wind stirred
Silent and cold as wet leather
And stars mixed with snow


Written for dVerse Poets “Poetics” and GoDogGoCafe’s “Haibun Wednesday” Image is ‘Greenhouse, Garden and Washing Line’ by Pamela Grace (fair use). ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter

14 responses to “26.1.22: A Wednesday Haibun”

  1. i love your haibuns, hon. They are so clever and always very interesting. Thank you. 😊

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    1. Thank you so much. 🥰

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      1. Always, always welcome!

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  2. I love the last half, plus the haiku. Extraordinary! So strong and sort of dark. Really fantastic!

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    1. Is the first bit surplus to need?

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      1. Not at all sure about that. Like others who have commented, that first line made me chuckle out loud. But there’s something about the list of mothers and grandmothers and their husband’s professions … it’s probably just me. And I feel like if you just got rid of it… you would lose the body. You would have a beautiful head and solid, perfect legs but no torso.

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        1. I’ll let it sit for awhile, and then take another look. 😄

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  3. fascinating. Strange coincidence – I’m as old as my m,other, at her age, too.

    And your images are consistently amazing.

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    1. I’m so glad that you caught the humour of that phrase. I have to admit that it made me chuckle. Or it might be the muscle relaxants that the doc gave me today.

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      1. oh, drugs always help.

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        1. Seems so. Sort of a waste; I keep nodding off. 😴

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          1. Don’t worry, soon you’ll be able to do that, and you won’t even need any drugs!

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  4. I’m as old as my mother, when she was my age.
    My favorite line – I had to read it a couple of times and chuckled when I finally got it! Your descriptions are beautiful and you are blessed to come from this long line of strong, determined women. Lovely piece ❤️

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