Per Diem/Haiku of the Day for January 2022: Imagination
Per Diem/Haiku of the Day for January 2022 features Guest Editor Patty Hardin’s collection on the theme of Imagination. This is what Patty has to say by way of introduction to this theme:
Perhaps children unknowingly created imagination; I don’t know. Think of the times you have heard a children say they are pretending, or playing pretend. This is imagination at work.
How many of us remember making blanket forts around kitchen or dining room chairs? These creations were caves, tents, houses. As children, we were limited only by our imaginations. Or when an adult told us it was time to dismantle our masterpieces.
Cats aren’t the only beings that appreciate cardboard boxes. To children these boxes are cars or boats. But link two or more boxes together and voila! A train, a roller coaster, a line of traffic during rush hour.
When I was four years old, a teenage girl living in our apartment building donated a cardboard box that once surrounded a new refrigerator. She cut a door and several small windows in this box. A bunch of four and five year olds had a hotel, a hospital, or their very own apartment building.
Imagination is also wondering. Examples: You see a broken bottle on the sidewalk. Was it caused by an accidental drop? Did something more sinister occur?
You’re watching a movie in black and white. What color is the leading lady’s hair? What colors are the actors’ clothing?
We all have imaginations. It is up to each of us to nuture this gift, to give it wings, by embracing its many facets.
—Patty Hardin
See also our Haiku of the Day Archive.
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imagination-
the breath of
the poor
*
staring at the cloud
the deer turns into
a tiger
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imagination
the nest of my
unfulfilled dreams
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hopefully, a clearer revision of previous offering:
in driftwood knots
staring back at me
the monkey’s eyes
01.09.2022 by wendy © bialek
the only days circled
on last year’s calendar
re: covid shots
01.09.2022 by wendy © bialek
who knows
how many runny noses-
behind masks
piercing knots
in driftwood …
the monkey’s eyes
01.09.2022 by wendy © bialek
the dare to strike
glows in the eyes
of the devilish duo
block of marble
sculptor sees the angel inside
and carves free
eyes closed
blue irises
plywood waste
a mini theatre
she sits in
ice cubes
glass boxes
child’s high in hand
winter snow
settled deep. now gpne
it’s all drizzle
winter wasteland
outside the window
a butterfly –
in the beat of the wind