Assaults on trees form
The knots of imperfection
Where beauty resides.
I'm not an expert on haiku. However, like most, my English teachers had us try our hand at these. Poetry has always spoken to me. As a lover of words, alliteration, symbolism, and rhythm and rhyme all please my ear.
For those not familiar with haiku, from my understanding, there's a contrast between two opposing ideas. In the case above, the ugliness of the assaults resulting in the knots reveal beauty in the lumber. The form is simple: the first and last line contain five syllables and the middle line seven.
So, I had an idea. I thought I'd try my hand at writing some haiku for fun. Here's mine for today:
Green persimmons hide
Inside-out bitterness to
Teach abiding truths.
And on another note, NANO started yesterday. I'd planned to begin with the other 300,000 plus writers who are participating. There's something about knowing others are doing this that helps energize. Unfortunately I've been sick--going-to-bed-to-toss-and-turn-all-day-with-fever-hacking-cough-nausea sick. I am better and actually sitting up in my recliner! However, I'm still not ready to tackle any serious writing.
As y'all know, I've turned my focus slightly. I'm still writing historical fiction, set in the 1940s, but in the cozy mystery genre. The working out of the plot takes mental stamina that I'm still short on right now. This is not to say I won't do NANO--I'll just get a late start, maybe next week depending on how I progress.
I switched to cozy mysteries because it's my favorite genre. When my brain is dead tired, I can read Agatha Christie--her best works because truly some of her books should never have been published. An Agatha Christie mystery is my go-to comfort book.
Recently, a friend loaned me a few "The Cat Who" books by Lilian Jackson Braun. I finished the first and enjoyed it. Starting in on my second today--taking another sick day and searching for comfort where I can find it!