Haiku Dialogue: What’s at Hand Week 3
Welcome to Haiku Dialogue — What’s at Hand Week 3 with Guest Editor Craig Kittner.
Let’s talk about haiku! Through June 26 we will see what 21 common objects can inspire.
Next week’s theme is a smooth coin.
Immerse yourself in the theme, then submit one original, unpublished haiku via our Contact Form. Please note the new deadline is Saturday at 6:00 pm eastern time. Include your name as you would like it to appear and your place of residence.
By submitting you agree that your work may appear in the column — neither acknowledgment nor acceptance emails will be sent.
I will select haiku that make good use of the theme and that are likely to generate lively discussions. I’ll add some thoughts below each week’s selections to get the conversation started.
This week’s theme was a borrowed book.
borrowed book –
between page six and five
a four-leaf cloverAdrian Bouter
a robin’s song –
searching for the right words
in a borrowed bookAgus Maulana Sunjaya
Tangerang, Indonesia
a hot cocoa swirls
by the ticking crocodile
overdue book finesAlan Summers
Neverland, England
a borrowed book-
an old love letter
and my dilemmaAljoša Vuković
borrowed paperback where it falls open
Ann K. Schwader
Westminster, CO
a rose pressed
on The Last Ride Together _
grandpa’s initialsarvinder kaur
Chandigarh, India
borrowed book
my wish deepens
with each pageBlessed Ayeyame
Ughelli, Nigeria
margin notes
a story within a story
from a borrowed bookBona M. Santos
Los Angeles, CA
borrowed book
the story behind
a pressed rose petalcezar-florin ciobîcă
a coworker
I’ve lost track of
borrowed bookDeborah P Kolodji
Temple City, California
book of love poems
borrowed and betrayed
beneath my pillow waitingGreer Woodward
Waimea, HI
old novel
the musky smell
of love lettersHifsa Ashraf
Pakistan
sense and sensitivity
the distraction
of marginal notesIngrid Baluchi
Ohrid, Macedonia
library book
I borrow a stranger’s
rainy afternoonIsabel Caves
New Zealand
worn library book
an entire town
in the marginsJennifer Hambrick
dog-eared pages
she had to learn
for herselfJoan Barrett
NY
between the words
an unfamiliar scent
the book he returnedJoanne van Helvoort
turning a new leaf
I consider returning
the borrowed cheque bookJohn Hawkhead
her favorite book
yellow highlighter marks
suggestions duly notedKimberly Spring
Lakewood, Ohio
in the book
he borrowed—
new wrinklesLaurie Greer
Washington, DC
suddenly empty
the house in the alley…
borrowed bookchiusa per sempre / la casa nel vicolo … libro in prestito
Lucia Cardillo
new wine-
the tasteful memory
of a borrowed storyLuisa Santoro
Rome, Italy
deep winter
reading a dead friend’s book
on alchemyLucy Whitehead
UK
missing pages
even his name
now fadedMargaret Walker
written in its margins
someone I never knew
old friend’s bookMarietta McGregor
Canberra, Australia
guilt tripping…
the borrowed travel guide
I never returnedMark Meyer
end of liaison
returned to the library
‘the art of loving’Marta Chocilowska
Warsaw, Poland
borrowed book
I punctuate
the marginalia!Martha Magenta
UK
lamaze class…
her library book
overdue tooMichele L. Harvey
in the margins
of a borrowed book –
erased scribblesMuskaan Ahuja
Chandigarh, India
bookshelves cleanup …
first book of haiku borrowed
from a friend long goneNatalia Kuznetsova
Russia
holding a part
of my long-gone friend
this borrowed bookPat Davis
Pembroke, NH USA
borrowed book
I smooth the corners
of dogeared pagesPeggy Bilbro
Huntsville, Alabama
old friend’s book
too late now
to returnRehn Kovacic
long after
her bookmark
in genesisRoberta Beary
County Mayo, Ireland
your cold hand
slides inside my pocket
a well-thumbed booksimonj
UK
living room
dust in the gap
of the bookshelfSlobodan Pupovac
Zagreb, Croatia
War and Peace
borrowed words
the weight of themStephen A. Peters
what would Buddha think?
your copy of heart sutras
unreturnedSusan Rogers
Los Angeles, CA USA
borrowed time . . .
a history book
from the libraryValentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
a borrowed book
on other borrowed books
falling snowVictor Ortiz
Bellingham, WA
blind date never returns
“fifty shades of grey”
my only braille copyWendy C. Bialek
AZ, USA
How different it is to read a book that you borrowed rather than one you bought. Knowing that what you hold has been held before. Taking in not only the author’s words, but also the look and feel of an object manipulated and marked by other hands. What secrets might it contain? How well will you keep them?
Marietta McGregor captures this well, as a book’s marginalia reveals new things about an old friend. Was lending the book a deliberate attempt to deepen their connection?
Marginalia was a common theme this week. (And I wasn’t even aware of this satisfying word until Martha Magenta’s haiku caused me to Google it . Thanks, Martha!) Bona M. Santos caught my attention by observing that a book’s margin notes created a second story within it. Jennifer Hambrick takes it a step further, with margin notes that hold the group consciousness of a whole town. Muskaan Ahuja captures an air of mystery with erased margin notes. Who erased them and why?
Items found within a book also showed up a lot. By reversing six and five, Adrian Bouter makes the four leaf clover jump out from his haiku, as I’m sure it did from the book in which he found it. The double meaning of “the story behind” makes the line an effective hinge for cezar-florin ciobîcă’s poem.
A third common theme was loss, which some handled with lightheartedness and others with melancholy. I was deeply amused by the multiple layers of double entendre in Wendy C. Bialek’s “blind date never returns.” I was equally saddened by Margaret Walker’s “missing pages.” Was it just an old book from which his name is fading, or are memories disappearing as well?
With borrowed books one inevitably thinks about time. For if the book is never returned, it is not truly borrowed. Alan Summers supersaturates his haiku with time. The cocoa is hot now, but will cool. It’s swirling now, but will stop. Each tick of the crocodile’s swallowed clock is a second gone. The book is overdue, and each day adds to the fine. And what is Peter’s story, but a refusal to accept time’s inevitability and all the forces aligned against that refusal? Alan, if you are truly in Neverland, please send better directions. I can never figure out which star is the second from the right!
Lastly, I’d like to acknowledge the boldness and confidence of Slobodan Pupovac’s submission. Without naming this week’s theme, he captured it beautifully. His haiku is an excellent example of don’t tell, show.
What caught your interest this week? Please join in the conversation below.
Guest Editor Craig Kittner lives near the banks of the Cape Fear River in Wilmington, North Carolina. He has worked as a gallery director in Washington, DC, and a program director for the Kentucky Arts Council. He is a member of the North Carolina Poetry Society and likes to dabble in community theater.
Katherine Munro lives in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, and publishes under the name kjmunro. She is Membership Secretary for Haiku Canada and an Associate Member of the League of Canadian Poets. She co-edited an anthology of crime-themed haiku called Body of Evidence: a collection of killer ’ku.
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Love the very visual and suttle
loving room by Slobodan Pupovac
…that dust in the gap is felt and seen
thanks Craig!….and Agus…and Valentina – everybody 🙂
borrowed feathers
land on my table…
each from Dickinson’s lines
Anna Yin
Ontario Canada
Laurie Greer, thank you for commenting on my haiku. It was both thoughtful and appreciated.
congratulations on another great week, Craig!
Thank you, Kathy. I’m glad you’re pleased.
So many wonderful haiku in this week’s selections. Thank you, Craig – very nicely chosen. As always, quite a few stood out to me, particularly these:
a hot cocoa swirls
by the ticking crocodile
overdue book fines
Alan Summers
This took me several reads to explore the various paths hidden. Masterfully done, Alan! And a 5-7-5 at that!
And then –
missing pages
even his name
now faded
Margaret Walker
Another favorite. Ah…the passage of time. Thank you, Margaret.
Another on a familiar theme from Rehn. I have a couple of these in my library. Wistfully presented, Rehn. Thank you!
old friend’s book
too late now
to return
Rehn Kovacic
And from Victor,
a borrowed book
on other borrowed books
falling snow
Victor Ortiz
A great visualization of books piled upon each other – just as the snow we’re experiencing. Very nicely done!
Thank you Gary! I appreciate the kind words!
deep winter
reading a dead friend’s book
on alchemy
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Lucy Whitehead
UK
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The suggestiveness of transformation and new life available to us even in the heart of winter is an insightful experience shared by this haiku. Thanks, Lucy!
Yes a beautiful feeling of wished for magic … transforming ecpeience by Lucy and sensitive insight from Victor!
Thanks for your comments Victor and Kath! 🙂
Feasting again on this week’s haiku, I noticed I’d not commented on Aljoša Vuković’s though I’d intended to:
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a borrowed book-
an old love letter
and my dilemma
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One wonders: was the dilemma whether or not to honor the privacy of the letter writer who might or might not have been the lender? Could, instead, the letter have been one the reader stuffed in the pages of a borrowed book never returned? If the latter, might the dilemma have been to disclose its contents — or not? I remember once happening upon an old cassette with sensitive personal information recorded on it by someone now gone but well known to me. I too was faced with a dilemma. Ultimately I destroyed it, a decision I agonized over at the time but never afterward regretted.
wonderful collection and a very stimulating subject ! thank you !
missing pages
even his name
now faded
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Margaret Walker
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This haiku reminds me that there is always something missing, whether overlooked, or we have moved home or workplace, or entered another ‘age phase’ or an old romantic relationship that started well. There is something always ‘missing’ although it need not have negative connotations.
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Something that is faded on a page suggests a fountain pen signature? Or pencil. Unlike the more permanent ‘biro’ ballpoint markings.
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There is strong word placement here with:
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missing
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now
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And the contrast and contradictions of now and faded make this very brief of haiku very strong. And different nuances can be created, here is just one:
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missing…
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now…
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Placement is a powerful method in haiku.
Alan –
Thank you very much for your comments. You always help me see elements of which I was not aware!
Margaret
Marvelous selections ! congratulations!
borrowed book –
between page six and five
a four-leaf clover
Adrian Bouter
This one is really something
I love it
Thank you all for visiting and contributing to this week’s posting. I appreciate your support and good vibes.
Thanks for including mine, Craig! I was a library rat and have read margin notes- some questioning, angry, angst-ridden or love sick to name a few. I always wondered about these back stories within a book.
It is such a pleasure to read the poems this week especially those with library references.
Bona M. Santos said:
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” I was a library rat and have read margin notes- some questioning, angry, angst-ridden or love sick to name a few.”
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I’d love to see some of those instances in your haiku or even haibun sometime! 🙂
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Bona said:
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“I always wondered about these back stories within a book.”
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You could definitely have either a haiku or just a sentence about each different margin note, and then create a haibun or more around them! Sounds like you came across a vast number of marginalia. 🙂
My library days was so long ago but thanks for the suggestion, Alan! I could make a project out of that. I am quite new to haiku and still learning how to do a proper haibun. 😬
Thanks for your wonderful insights. They have been very helpful to me.
The great thing about haibun is that the genre is so open now, so just think of Flash Fiction or just a piece of prose, and a haiku or two that don’t mirror or repeat anything in the prose. 🙂
i wanted to add that i totally related to the poems that mentioned references to overdue books/and the time pressure
And the Lamaze…….
also the poem that Marta wrote about a relationship.
and the various items found inside a used book…including odors.
and not being able to return a book or retrieve a book.
Maybe that covers them all?
Thank you. Wendy 🙂
Wendy.
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And Marta
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This also seemed particularly poignant as authentic…
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end of liaison
returned to the library
‘the art of loving’
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Marta Chocilowska
Warsaw, Poland
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Jan in Texas
this was a subject…i found to be as stimulating to the mind, heart and spine as a great book itself! This group dynamic is fascinating, the feedback is so educational…and i am so glad to be involved each week. Thank you for posting these fine efforts, Craig. Love the poems here and the different expressed visions….most of which i relate to 100%. I do love the poem, with the gap in the bookshelf….which can be filled-in with any story tale, love the poems that talk about the marginalia, too! Thank you Craig, for including my racy poem here…glad it entertained you…and that you understood my unique humour….btw: i, too, did not mention the words: “borrowed book” in my poem.
Craig said:
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“With borrowed books one inevitably thinks about time. For if the book is never returned, it is not truly borrowed. Alan Summers supersaturates his haiku with time. The cocoa is hot now, but will cool. It’s swirling now, but will stop. Each tick of the crocodile’s swallowed clock is a second gone. The book is overdue, and each day adds to the fine. And what is Peter’s story, but a refusal to accept time’s inevitability and all the forces aligned against that refusal? Alan, if you are truly in Neverland, please send better directions. I can never figure out which star is the second from the right!”
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re:
“Alan Summers supersaturates his haiku with time”
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Ah, yes, Karen (the writer and film-maker Karen Hoy) did say there was rather a lot in that haiku, which is also 5-7-5 (in English syllabics). 🙂
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But I like to pen different types of 5-7-5 haiku in English. 🙂
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The times I’ve paid substantial fines I should be an honoured patron. 🙂 The last time they had a handy machine that you could feed coins, and I was so brassic, I was excited about finding bags of copper (1 & 2 British penny coins) and fed them in. Only problem they were so loud and took so long to pay five to ten quid’s worth of fines! The librarians were frowning, mostly because they guessed it was pennies. But I was so temporarily incredibly broke aka brassic. 🙂
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There are certainly many Peter Pans of one extreme or another, and many of our species fight against time, with no success.
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Regarding directions, for security reasons I cannot be too specific, but can give you this man’s directions:
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“Second star to the right and straight on ’til morning. ” ― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
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Barrie also writes that Neverland is near the “stars of the milky way” and it is reached “always at the time of sunrise”.
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Good luck! 🙂
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And thank you for the commentary! 🙂
I would like to offer an alternate third line:
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a hot cocoa swirls
by the ticking crocodile
clocking up book fines
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I find it more musical.
Cheers! ` 🙂
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I have done a haiku with three ‘ing’s in it (Presence) just to prove it can be done, but wary of three verbs in such a short piece?
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It’s great but wanted a counter point or maybe a Max Martin/Denniz Pop perhaps?
I entered a ku for a sense of place with four ings, two verbs.
Surely “ticking” is an adjective in your short piece.
An adjective but we do think of the crocodile as ticking in a verb sense as well. Four ‘ings’ for a haiku? Intriguing. 🙂
a robin’s song –
searching for the right words
in a borrowed book
Agus Maulana Sunjaya
Thankyou for sharing this little joy.
You’re very much welcome dear Simonj
Marvelous selections, CRAIG, deepened by your canny commentaries. Loved them all, but especially the one noting
Alan Summers’ time “supersaturation.”
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Felt myself wanting with Isabel Caves to “borrow a stranger’s / rainy afternoon”—and “(un)erased scribbles” a lá Muskaan Ahuja. Or Victor Ortiz’s “falling snow.” Then I could snuggle by a fireside with whatever mysterious volume had left “dust in the gap”of Sloban Pupovac’s bookshelf, or the library’s, while sipping some of Alan’s enticing hot chocolate.
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Was moved by Marta Chocilowska‘s return to the library of the no longer needed ‘the art of loving’ because of the “end of a liaison.” A sad experience not unlike one of my own. Would have been equally undone if “between the words” of a book returned by my significant other I sniffed, as Joanne Van Helvoort put it, “an unfamiliar scent” —perhaps of another’s cologne?
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Nostalgia assailed me as I read Natalia Kuznetsova’s “first book of haiku / borrowed from a friend long gone.” And again with Margaret Walker’s “missing pages” and faded name. It grasped me even moreso when Pat Davis felt she was “holding a part / of my long-gone friend” when taking up “this borrowed book,” and Lucy Whitehead experienced “deep winter /reading a dead friend’s book/ on alchemy” which itself evokes transformation. It hit me forcefully again reading Rehn Kovacic’s “old friend’s book/ too late now/to return.”
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I’d forgotten how layered with others’ hands and hearts a “worn library book” could be until I read how Jennifer Hambrick found “an entire town / in the margins” and Marietta McGregor confessed that in similar margins she encountered someone she “never knew.” At the same time Martha Magenta intrigued me with her admission, “I punctuate / the marginalia!” Did she mean that figuratively only or literally too?
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All in all, the “sense and sensitivity” of this week’s haiku provided me more with attraction than “distraction.” Thanks, Ingrid Baluchi, and poets here, every one.
Thank you so much, Christina for your comment!
Love
Marta
Thanks, Christina, for your thoughtful comments.
Thank you Christina. I appreciate the comment!
Craig, thank you for commenting on my “missing pages”!
Thank you, too, for being the editor fit this haiku adventure. Each prompt provokes a myriad of “stories” and images to challenge us.
After reading Craig’s comments, I took another look at Slobodan’s poem:
living room
dust in the gap
of the bookshelf
This way of writing haiku – showing rather than telling – is so challenging, and I agree that this poem is a fine example of it.
Other poems that grabbed my attention were Valentina Ranaldi-Adams’ “borrowed time…” I have been a library user my whole life and this poem reminded me of how one can “borrow” another person’s life or point of view through books.
I also learned a new word -“marginalia”- thanks to Martha Magenta’s poem. Thanks for that!
Finally, Jennifer Hambrick’s “worn library book” brought a whole town of readers and borrowers into one succinct poem.
Every poem brought enjoyment on this cold and snowy day – a perfect day for reading a book whether or not it is borrowed!
Thanks for your kind words, Pat!
Pat, thank-you for reflecting on mine.
My favourite this week:
living room
dust in the gap
of the bookshelf
Slobodan Pupovac
Zagreb, Croatia
Thanks, Craig — a great prompt & a creative, entertaining set of responses.
Mark Meyer
As a school librarian I was maybe feeling a little to close to this one. I am very partial to Isabel, Jennifer, Marta, Michele and Valentina’s haiku. Just wonderful takes on the borrowed book theme. Isabel’s and Valentina’s strike just the right mood. Jennifer’s reminded me of the many cozy mysteries I read with the setting being a library. Marta’s and Michele’s are clever and spot on. I wrote one along the lines of Michele’s years ago which I will see if I can dig up. Just excellent and all of these are haiku that I was trying to write and could not! Love them.
library book
I borrow a stranger’s
rainy afternoon
Isabel Caves
New Zealand
worn library book
an entire town
in the margins
Jennifer Hambrick
end of liaison
returned to the library
‘the art of loving’
Marta Chocilowska
Warsaw, Poland
lamaze class…
her library book
overdue too
Michele L. Harvey
borrowed time . . .
a history book
from the library
Valentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
Thank you very much for your comment, Sari. I’m so pleased you like my poem!
Best wishes,
Marta
Thank-you for the compliment Sari.
Thank you for your kind words, Sari!
Dear Craig,
Greetings! What a lovely approaches of books! My choice for special admiration, the following three.
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robin’s song –
searching for the right words
in a borrowed book
Agus Maulana Sunjaya
Tangerang, Indonesia
a hot cocoa swirls
by the ticking crocodile
overdue book fines
Alan Summers
Neverland, England
end of liaison
returned to the library
‘the art of loving’
Marta Chocilowska
Warsaw, Poland
Thank you Radhamani! 🙂
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a hot cocoa swirls
by the ticking crocodile
overdue book fines
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Alan Summers
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Thank you so much, dear Radhamani!
Love
marta
Thank you dear Radhamani
I’m elated that you enjoy my work
robin’s song –
searching for the right words
in a borrowed book
Agus Maulana Sunjaya
So many similar haiku this time, especially about margin notes. There might be enough for a (haiku chapbook) anthology on this subset of the ‘borrowed book’ theme. And the second subset of loss. The borrowed book that can’t be returned.
a hot cocoa swirls
by the ticking crocodile
overdue book fines
Alan Summers
Neverland, England
Alan Summer’s haiku is evocative. Not sure about the need for the Neverland clue. Is it necessary?
These two mysterious haiku caught my interest for what is left unsaid:
library book
I borrow a stranger’s
rainy afternoon
Isabel Caves
New Zealand
a borrowed book
on other borrowed books
falling snow
Victor Ortiz
Bellingham, WA
and finally a bit of haiku humor is always welcome:
lamaze class…
her library book
overdue too
Michele L. Harvey
Ah, well, it didn’t confirm it for Marta, and I’m guessing not everyone will pick up on my fun with location under my name that I do from time to time. 🙂
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Got to watch The Peter Pan’s Goes Wrong from the comfort of my telly and it was hilarious! 🙂
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Enjoy these clips!!! 🙂
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The Peter Pan’s Goes Wrong
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=The+Peter+Pan%27s+Goes+Wrong
I didn’t notice you were from Neverland—well played! The first clip is funny. I may have to do it at our next variety show where I always do a comedy bit with a friend.
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Watch for me to insert a change of residency in the future…
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Aren’t we all from Neverland, as artists though? A little bit of Pan a little bit of Denniz Pop perhaps?
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Look forward to your new residency! 🙂
As soon as I read the first of the marginalia poems (Bona Santos), I was immediately reminded of a book by J.J. Abrams called Ship of Theses written by Straka. It is a book full of notes, a correspondence between two people who comment upon the book as well as become friends through the notes. I will read it sometime as it will take years to process it all. Everyone’s after that just reinforced my feelings about finding notes in books.
A great collection, but to read them all more thoroughly.
What an interesting tidbit about Jj Abrams! Thanks for sharing and for making my poem remind you of that fascinating correspondence.
Bona,
Have you seen the book I mentioned? If not, it is worthwhile to open the book just to see all the notes and parts within. Someday I will own a copy so that I can read it properly, marginalia and all.
As soon as I read the first of the marginalia poems (Steve Bonn), I was immediately reminded of a book by J.J. Abrams called Ship of Theses written by Straka. It is a book full of notes, a correspondence between two people who comment upon the book as well as become friends through the notes. I will read it sometime as it will take years to process it all. Everyone’s after that just reinforced my feelings about finding notes in books.
A great collection, but to read them all more thoroughly.
So many wonderful untold stories here–and so much wit throughout the selections–
In the first category am especially struck by:
borrowed paperback where it falls open
Ann K. Schwader
Westminster, CO
dog-eared pages
she had to learn
for herself
Joan Barrett
NY
suddenly empty
the house in the alley…
borrowed book
chiusa per sempre / la casa nel vicolo … libro in prestito
Lucia Cardillo
and in the second:
sense and sensitivity
the distraction
of marginal notes
Ingrid Baluchi
Ohrid, Macedonia
guilt tripping…
the borrowed travel guide
I never returned
Mark Meyer
borrowed book
I punctuate
the marginalia!
Martha Magenta
UK
such a telling !
lamaze class…
her library book
overdue too
Michele L. Harvey
But love something about each of the poems this week. Again–amazing how revealing the prompt object has proved!
Thank you so much, Laurie for your comment!
Laurie, thank you for commenting on my haiku. I am new at writing them and at using this site, so I truly appreciate your taking note of my effort.
Joan
Dear Joan,
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dog-eared pages
she had to learn
for herself
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Joan Barrett
NY
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I keep coming back to your poem, and love the opening line which continues to give across the next two lines. Excellent!
Thank you Craig for publishing my haiku.
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My favourites
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worn library book
an entire town
in the margins
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Jennifer Hambrick
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Ssssh – In small towns and villages, you recognize the names of previous borrowers and know what they have all been reading!
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old novel
the musky smell
of love letters
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Hifsa Ashraf – I find this haiku very evocative
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Mark Meyer’s guilt tripping over a borrowed travel guide
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old friend’s book
too late now
to return
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Rehn Kovacic
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ease my guilt over not returning a book before time ran out – I’m not the only one.
Thank you for enjoying my poem. I love your poem’s concern for grammar.
Thanks so much, Martha!
Privileged to have been included, thank you Craig, and for your comments on some of those chosen. Comments from everyone here are such a huge and useful plus in this forum.
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I was captured immediately by Lucia Cardillo’s:
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suddenly empty
the house in the alley . . .
borrowed book
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Rehn Kovacic’s
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old friend’s book
too late now
to return
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My father, who had so few possessions in life that meant anything of sentimental value to him, lent his lifelong favourite book to his dear old friend. The friend passed away some time later and his belongings were quickly disposed of by family. Leaving time for their grieving, my big regret was discovering too late where Dad’s book had gone. It still brings a lump to my throat.
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Fascinating that these little what’s at hand items can bring out so much for us in different ways.
I am happy that my poem brought back a memory of your father–although a sad one. Your poem highlights my love of reading notes left in the margins of Library books. Thank you.
Rehn
Thank you dear Ingrid!
I’m elated that you enjoy my poem
Best wishes to all!
Lucia
Many thanks for including my piece this week Craig. This week’s collection is very thought provoking, I love it. One that stood out to me, tugged at my heartstrings:
book of love poems
borrowed and betrayed
beneath my pillow waiting
Greer Woodward
Waimea, HI
Thank you, Craig, for publishing my poem 🙂
Is this a Peter Pan reference in Alan’s poem? I like it 🙂
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a hot cocoa swirls
by the ticking crocodile
overdue book fines
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Best wishes to all!
Marta
Hi Marta!!! 🙂
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Yes, I thought I’d add Neverland to my address to give an extra clue too! 🙂
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You said:
“Is this a Peter Pan reference in Alan’s poem? I like it” 🙂
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a hot cocoa swirls
by the ticking crocodile
overdue book fines
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Alan Summers
Neverland, England
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As I do a lot of 575ers I thought I’d seek one in here. They can be pesky, as we often get confused and count phonemes instead of syllables. 😉
borrowed book –
between page six and five
a four-leaf clover
Adrian Bouter
This one brings a sweet image to mind.
Hi Craig, Thank-you for finding mine worthy of being included this week.
Hi Valentina,
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borrowed time . . .
a history book
from the library
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Valentina Ranaldi-Adams
Fairlawn, Ohio USA
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I like how you didn’t go for ‘borrowed books’ exactly but adapted the prompt beautifully! 🙂
Thank-you for the compliment Alan.