Sometimes I read a prompt and immediately have a haiku for it. Such was the case this morning, when I read the Wednesday prompt for Poetic Asides (write about “a creature that lives primarily in water”), and immediately penned:

on my mind…
it’s that kind of day

8 thoughts on “frogs…

      • It’s amazing how just a word/prompt can spark off a haiku or a memory that has a haiku moment within it. I was reading a new novel last night and there was something about chestnuts and (as it’s a word I don’t come across very often in New Zealand) it immediately sparked a memory of when I was in Japan close to Christmas-time and chestnuts were roasted by street-side vendors. So I wrote a haiku, and unlike anything I’ve been writing lately as this isn’t in my daily experience – not the chestnuts, not the snow, but from more than 10 years ago. Very cool! And very satisfying too πŸ™‚

  1. I know just what you mean, Kirsten. When I was in my cancer survivor’s writing group and we were writing to prompts real-time, I was constantly amazed at the things that I pulled out of my memory– almost always things I never consciously think about anymore. The writings all came from a different part of my mind that I usually shut off. How cool that you were in Japan. When was that?

    • I’d love to visit Japan too, someday. My husband used to travel there frequently for work, and I thought of tagging along sometime, but it never happened. For now, I guess, I will have to content myself with living vicariously through others’ Japan experiences. πŸ™‚ Just finished reading about Maggie Chula’s years in Japan in “The Unswept Path”, plus I got to hear her read in person a few weeks ago at the Lan Su Chinese Gardens, here in town.

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