Poetry Friday: A Few Haiku

Some of my posts are long, I know that. I tend towards verbosity and although that comes from a place of wanting to explain where I stand or what my experience has been, it does not lend itself well to poetry. I believe this is one of the things that attracts me to poetry, and haiku, specifically. It forces me to watch my word selection and be as brief as I can.

Today, I offer a couple of haiku inspired by my own photography from our recent trip out west. My husband and I find we are missing the quiet, wide-open spaces (to borrow a line from an old Dixie Chicks song), that hiking in Arizona and Utah provided us. On our three-mile trail walk today, we heard a lot of noise – the noise of humanity – traffic, train whistles, jet planes coming in for a landing, and gunshot (hunting season is upon us). Upon my arrival home, I retreated to my photos to find some serene inspiration for my post today.

Turret Arch in Arches National Park at moonset in October. © Photo and Text Carol Labuzzetta, 2021
Saguaro Cactus abound near Tucson. © Carol Labuzzetta, 2021

It’s that time of year when I have many creative projects on my plate. Sewing, jewelry making, and photography will all be part of getting gifts ready for the holidays this year. It will be essential for me to remember to carve out time for my writing projects, too!

Once again I am terribly behind on my responses to comments on my blog! I apologize and will be catching up on this over the next few days! Thank you for your patience! Every comment is important to me and I value your feedback.

Today is Poetry Friday. This week our host is Mary Lee Hahn at Another Year of Reading. Please visit her blog to post your own Poetry Friday link and read all the great contributions to this week’s round-up! Thank you for hosting Mary Lee!

18 thoughts

  1. I was thinking about noise and quiet just this morning on my early-in-the-dark walk. It was very quiet: no birdsong or cricket chirp. Not even much rustling of leaves. But the muted roars from the nearby freeway and the airplanes landing and taking off stole SILENCE from me. I would love to walk right into your desert pictures and experience the quiet there!

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    1. I agree, Mary Lee, it is the stealing of silence…when you walk in the woods, you expect to have some quietness that allows you to commune with nature. I thought of it as an intrusion of sorts – like a noisy family member who drops in unexpectedly for a visit on a quiet Sunday. LOL. The desert was amazing and very quiet! Loved it!

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  2. How lovely – imagining the early morning – with the serenity the arches inspire, anyway. I’m sorry that you didn’t get actual silence, but that might have been too good to be true, right? Life persists, in its noisy intensity. Thanks for sharing more of your otherworldly photography.

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    1. Hi, Tanita. The arches were serene and very quiet as we hiked in the dark for 2 hours before sunrise. It was upon our return home that our wooded trail was invaded by the sounds of humanity. I love the sounds of silence, so when it’s not there – I miss it. We’ve since returned to our local trail and had some lovely quiet walks. Thanks for stopping by! I’m glad to hear you like my photography!

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  3. Photography lends itself to small poems like haiku and like the focus of the camera the chosen words must be focused on the specific image. Profound in its simplicity. Beautiful.

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  4. I love Utah & Arizona, Carol. Monument Valley is the place to be, even with a few others. Thanks for sharing these pictures & words that capture the feelings, “subtle colors” and “swirling arms”.

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    1. Linda, Thanks for the tip on Monument Valley. We will definitely head back out west – more parks to visit in Utah, especially, since Arches was the only one we visited there. We were able to find quieter places without lots of people in Sedona – so even with popular hiking spots – it’s possible to get away from the crowd! Glad you liked the post!

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  5. Oooooh! Jewelry making. I hope you share photos of some of your creations sometime. I’ve never entered into that world. But, I enjoy looking at hand-crafted pieces. I totally get wanting to explain, provide context, establish a foundation. That really spoke to me. And oh! the pairing of your photos and haiku are beautiful! Wonderful for me to also experience some of that quiet. Thank you.

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  6. I especially love your ‘stately’ saguaro, Carol. Having lived in Tucson for 8 years I am particularly fond of the prickly fellows. We left that ‘harsh desert’ for Switzerland…an interesting juxtaposition. I’m thrilled to send you your 10.10 anthology asap. 🙂

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    1. Thanks, Bridget! I saw the Saguaro on your quilt! I love the cactus too! You have lived in some great places! I got the poetry books today! Thanks so very much! I am going to sit down with a cup of tea and read through your anthology tomorrow! Can’t wati! 🙂

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  7. In 1990 I visited Arizona, and was blown away by those cactuses. And that harsh, rugged landscape. So beautiful. How lovely to see/read these. Love your photos, too! Your stately saguaro especially. (Did you see the Africa map-gap in your moon over arching / otherworldly scene?)

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    1. LOL! Thanks, Kathryn! I love the Saguaros and seeing them was one of my primary purposes for the trip! So, cool! Now I want to go back to the desert in the springtime! And, BTW, I don’t think I’ll ever look at Turret Arch (otherworldly scene) without seeing Africa again! Thanks! I love that!

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