Haiku Comics of The Hamilton Bay — “wordless redux”
Welcome to Haiku Comics of Hamilton Bay. Every couple weeks Monica Plant will share her special watercolor haiga, inspired by her favored Canadian landscape and terrain.
Monica Plant is a Hamilton (Ontario, Canada)-based artist, writer, and naturalist. She is also a self-described contemplative who “moves at a slow enough pace to see and hear things.” Introduced to haiku comics through Seattle-based comics artist David Lasky, she began publishing Haiku Comics of the Hamilton Bay, which shares her love of pause, place, drawing, writing, and the urban wild; the comics featured on The Haiku Foundation site stem from this series.
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Hi, Monica,
Thank you for sharing another of your art works! This one really speaks to me. The thought of time passing around us, and we going through it, it really powerfully expressed in this image. I have appended my haiku…I very much enjoyed writing it, and hope you enjoy reading it.
Bringing me solace
The tree standing resolute
Through seasons’ passage
Evan
Evan,
Thank you for coming back! and for offering a haiku. I’m glad you enjoyed writing it. I appreciate the relationship between the figure and the tree that your haiku considers. And your haiku feels true to me: the tree (which does indeed stand at Bayfront Park in Hamilton) is a source of solace, as much as is its perpetual silent and faithful witness to what surrounds.
I’m treading water
three seasons of the year
in winter I cross.
Nancy! Thanks for joining the conversation, and for contributing a haiku! You’ve opened up (for me) another window of possibility related to this image. Through your haiku, the figure has both an acceptance and a determination about her; she’s almost making a declaration! Your haiku could also describe the cold water dipping that I’ve been doing since last November! though (at least as of this past winter, when — unusually — the water didn’t freeze) I could still tread water in winter. 🙂
how the tree
leans on me
winter reverie
——
a glimpse
of what might have been
memoirs
Keith! Wow — that’s some prolific output! Thank you for all the contributions and possible takes on this image. I love the thought of the tree leaning on me. 🙂 And the New Year’s/new calendar’s invitation, especially with the surprise mention/allusion of death on the second and third lines.
New Year’s Eve
the thought of all my forebears
covered in snow
—
new calendar
the death poem can wait
another year
choices
implied by
options
Paul, Welcome to this page, and thank you for posting/contributing! Your haiku captures some of what helped make me feel stymied after producing this image — so many possible things to say (at least for me) about this image; where do I start? I’m curious what some of the choices that you mention might be.
Friends and fellow haikuists,
If any of you feels so moved or inspired to create a haiku to accompany this as-yet wordless haiga, please feel free to share it in this space.
This light
a new day again
–
I feel I am still here
K Va H, I’m grateful that you came to this page, and offered these haiku. Thank you! And welcome! With your “I feel I am still here,” I wonder if it is the person or the tree or both (or the reader or all of the above!) who is/are saying this.