(c) 2022 by Michael L. Utley
(#145)
whispers of the dead
desiccated teasel stalks
haunt the winter field
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(#146)
fuyu no shika
scornful mountains echo
mournful stag’s lament
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(#147)
in the end
my heart gropes in darkness
on life’s lonely path
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(#148)
jade remembrance
the hitch in my chest
as my heart shatters
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(#149)
barren winter field
this heart of mine
bereft of yours
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(#150)
in silence in shadows
cold earth trembles beneath
blanket of regrets
Beautiful and painful. Coexistence at its best. π
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Thanks for the kind comment, Terveen. I find winter to be rife with melancholic symbolism. Add in depression and some Seasonal Affective Disorder and you’ve got the ingredients for a big pot of painful poetry stew. π At any rate, I appreciate your comment. It means a lot to know my words resonate with people. π
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I know winter can be tough. I get the winter blues pretty bad. Though winter lasts only about three months here in North India.
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Hi Mike, I really like the symbolism of the corn stalks. This reminds me a bit of Kenneth Porter’s work about sunflowers. I wrote about that awhile back. https://naturalistweekly.com/2021/09/19/poems-about-sunflowers/
Porter was another poet who was deeply connected to farm land. You might like some of his stuff.
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Thanks, Mark. I think anyone who was raised on a farm can identify with the image of dead plants standing in the stillness of a bitter-cold winter field. Like I mentioned to David below, I’d never come across teasels until I lived in Oregon in the mid-’90s. I remember, however, in my youth on the farm when corn stalks would stand guard over the snow in the garden spot. Such forlorn imagery. I checked out your sunflowers essay and really enjoyed it. Porter’s poem was brilliant, as was Blake’s, but for different reasons. I’m thinking I’ll explore more of Porter’s writing. Thanks for the heads-up. π
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Hi Mike, I am glad you enjoyed the post about Sunflowers and Porter’s work. Have a great rest of your weekend. Happy writing!
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Beautiful!
Also, I must confess that I was unfamiliar with “teasels”!
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David
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Thanks, David. I had never seen teasels until I lived in Oregon in the mid-’90s. I was doing nature photography back then and was making images along the southern Oregon Coast one morning (I think it was Christmas Eve of ’95). I parked my truck on a pull-out on the highway and hiked down a steep hillside to get to a rocky beach south of Port Orford so I could photograph breakers crashing into huge black boulders in the surf (and I nearly got swept out to sea, but that’s a tale for another day). This incline was covered in tall dead grasses and strange-looking stalks that resembled the thistles back on the family farm in Utah. I had no idea what these dead plants were until I checked my wild flowers guide book. They’re pretty cool and can grow up to seven feet in height. I made some images of them but have none on hand at the moment (I never scanned the slides). Anyway, it was a fun adventure that day in my favorite place on the planet. If you ever get the chance, visit the Oregon Coast. π
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Amazing collection, Mike.Truly enjoyed each piece. #150 really moved me. Brilliant as always.π
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Thanks as always, Grace! I truly appreciate your kind reviews and I’m glad you liked these. Wintertime offers so much inspiration. Who knows, maybe I can even write some happy winter poetry at some point! π
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Such a pleasure to read, Mike. Truly enjoying your work. You are so welcome.π
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Lovely collection Mike. Thank you for sharing. #145 and #149 is speaking to me today, I can see these scenes in my head. It reminds me of when I lived in North Carolina during the winter.
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There’s such a sense of austere sadness in winter fields, isn’t there? My days growing up on a farm included long winters of barren stretches of snow-laden wheat, bean and alfalfa fields. Nothing but whiteness and glare and endless silence. Such fertile grounds for symbolism. On a side note, I visited North Carolina in the spring of 2003 but only for a few minutes (my bro-in-law from Myrtle Beach, SC wanted me to experience “authentic” Calabash shrimp, so we drove over the state line for that express purpose!). As always, thanks so much for your kind words, Kirsten. Glad you enjoyed these. π
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There is. I sometimes think of winter as a spell, or force that can just take us and everything into it’s mysterious grasp. I can go on and on.
Ahh. I miss NC seafood, hope you enjoyed it! And its so beautiful there in the spring.
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very thought provoking and enlightening…. thanks a lot
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Thanks so much! Your kindness is appreciated and I’m happy to know you enjoyed these. Haiku are fascinating little creatures, so enigmatic and slippery at times, but I love chasing them all the same. Thanks again for the nice comment. π
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Happy new year dear π
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Thanks so much, and may 2022 be the best for you and yours! π
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Very well done, sir. Yet another astounding haiku collection that gives me something to ponder in the early hours when the rest of the world is asleep. Kudos to you, my friend!
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You’re too kind, Rhyan. Glad to hear you liked this batch. Speaking of the late watches o’ the night, I’ve always been the most creative and inspired late at night when everyone is asleep. There’s a silence and peace that I always embraced and it was when I felt most inclined to play my guitars or write. I guess you could say I felt like I finally had some control in my life when everyone else was snoozing. I miss the late-night jamming on my guitars, but I still find inspiration for writing in the wee hours. Guess I’m just a nocturnal dude. Anyway, your kind words are appreciated. π
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This was so beautiful to read. #147 is my favourite. Wonderfully penned!!ππ»
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Thanks so much! That’s very kind of you to say. I really appreciated it. Thanks for reading and commenting. π
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Great work
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Thanks, Jay, for the nice comment. I’m glad you enjoyed these. I’ve visited your blog several times and really admire your poetry. Much appreciated! π
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Youβre welcome. Iβm glad to hear that, thanks Mike. Thanks for stopping by. βπΌCheers!
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# 150 is full of —-times, I lived in past, and feelings ,in present , and takes me to the hopes for futureπππβ€οΈ
Amazing haiku dear Mike
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Thank you, Reena, for your kind review. I’m glad one of these held meaning for you. I always appreciate your comments and kindness! π
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Always my pleasure π
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