Tomorrow is my daughter’s birthday, about which I have written before. The day she was born was frosty and the night was clear with a full moon. Restless owls hooted among the trees, a fox barked in the distance, and the wind roaring in the chimney caused a shiver of hot cinders. All of these late autumn noises were drowned out by the ambulance siren on the journey of forty odd miles to the Coombe Maternity Hospital in Dublin.
Throughout the night, above the sounds of birth, I could still hear the wind peppering the windows with leaves.
And then there was her cry, a new voice among the old.
little bubbles grow gurgle of living water before winter’s freeze
Kim M. Russell, 22nd November 2022
Today is Haibun Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub and Linda brings us aki no koe (Autumn’s Voice) with a haiku from Basho, who created the haibun form. Linda has also provided some guidelines for those writers who are not familiar with haibun.
She says that we are focusing on autumn sounds, such as rustling leaves, a late emerging cicada, crickets, an unexpected breeze, a crow’s call, etc.
That is so gorgeous, Kim.
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Thanks so much, Marilyn!
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This is so beautiful Kim. You brought us wholly into the moment with your words.
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Than kyou, Linda!
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You’re welcome, dear Kim.
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I love how you managed to get that new voice of autumn there, a lovely memory.
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Thank you, Björn. Now I have the new voices of my grandsons to enjoy. I am going to see Lucas playing a donkey in his first nativity play in just over a week’s time.
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Over forty miles while in labor, ouch! Well worth the discomfort. Love the sounds you wove together for this blessed occasion. Such a cute baby pic at the end!
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Thanks Lisa! I used to hitch to ante-natal appointments in Dublin, mostly if I missed or couldn’t afford the bus. Those really were lean years.
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You’re welcome.
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I felt like I was with you on that wild birthing ride. This is stunning.
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Thank you Colleen!
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You’re welcome.
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This time of year will always have clear memories for you. The new one arrived safely then?
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Thank you, Jane. Louie arrived on 31st October at 11.03. He had hair! Ellen had none until she was two and Lucas was the same. They had to take Louie to have his tongue-tie cut today as it was causing problems with feeding – he’s had hiccups every day since he was born!
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Welcome Louie! I’ve never come across that spelling before. Only one of mine had hair, jet black, and it all fell out. I love bald babies.
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Kim, I am blown away by this personal and gorgeous piece.
❤
David
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Thank you so much David!
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❤
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A moment of distilled beauty and wonder. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe!
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Such a heartwarming story! I love the “new voice among the old…”
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Thank you, Dwight!
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You are welcome!
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The new baby sounds blend in here with the fall favorites. The haiku is outstanding. Baby noises and the late fall sounds. Oh, perfection, this one.
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Thank you so much!
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Sooo cute! What a lovely haibun.
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Thank you!
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” living water” – wow.
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Cheers Kim!
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You recreate that journey with such immediacy! And the haiku is a delight.
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Thank you, Rosemary!
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