is painted in pointillist shadows and shades. Light, fading with the last echoes of birdsong, clings to moon and stars. It’s a time when bats and owls swoop, skim and dodge in and out of branches not yet dressed in blossom or leaves, but pregnant with promise.
ascends from roof to ancient ash
a ghosting barn owl
Kim M. Russell, 2018
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun: Chijitsu – Lingering Day
Victoria says that dusk (along with sunrise) is a special time of day when the sun edges its way over the earth’s horizon, but its light lingers for a while. At this time of the year, in the North, the days lengthen while in the South they begin to sleep a little sooner. There is a magic about day’s end, a mood.
She tells us that a Japanese word, ‘chijitsu’, means ’lingering day’or ‘long spring day’, a kigo that, in a way, can apply to both Spring and Autumn, inviting poets from both hemispheres to write a haibun from their unique perspective