When I was a teenager, I felt that I was caged by my parents, by school and by petty rules of society: wear suitable clothes, don’t smoke, don’t drink, be home by ten, that sort of thing. I rebelled, escaped from the cage and did my own thing. Later, I felt trapped by responsibility: earning money to pay bills, feed us and keep a roof over our heads, be a good mother. These days, I have the freedom that comes with retirement: my daughter’s long since flown the nest, I’m not tied to a strict schedule and I don’t have to beg for days off. I have plenty of time on my hands and years of experience, and I no longer feel the need to fly too far from home.
a kestrel flies high
wings sun-blessed above the hills
distant tinkling bell
Kim M. Russell, 11th June 2018
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday: Complexity of Freedom
Björn is our host this week and he would like us to write about freedom. He says that freedom is one of the most popular, as well as one of the most misused words, and that freedom comes with costs as well as benefits. Björn asks us to think about the benefits and the cost of our freedom, and to take an example of choices we made to limit or expand our freedom.