the way rain begins our second thoughts

 


8 Responses

  1. Mike Schoenburg Says:

    Nice one,JW; not usually

    a big fan of one-liners.

    cold spell

    iguanas 🦎

    falling from trees

  2. Julie Warther Says:

    Thanks, Mike.

  3. Alan Summers Says:

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    the way rain begins our second thoughts

    —JULIE WARTHER
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    I've written an awful lot of rain haiku, as it follows me around the world, even in hot dry places like Darwin, Northern Territory.

    That's a wonderful opening part:
    "the way rain begins" and one of those phrases we'd wish we'd written ourselves! :-)

    Great opening to the monoku, and second thoughts are often to do with the weather, and then sometimes it's great to be lost in it.
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    the rain in our fingers return journey

    Alan Summers
    Blithe Spirit  26.2 (May 2016)
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    This was written as we all popped our hands out through steady rain to flag down a bus!
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  4. Julie Warther Says:

    Im glad you enjoyed it, Alan. Yes I could feel that “rain in our fingers”, one of those delightful sensory images that stays with us. Thank you.

  5. Pravat Says:

    Beautiful monoku! I feel tempted to share some of my haiku on 'rain'.

    evening rain
    drops of memory
    in my room

    Simply Haiku, Vol.10 No.1, Summer 2012,

    *****
    resounding rain
    I keep on murmuring
    your last word

    The Notes From the Gean, Vol 4:1 June 2012

    *****
    first rain
    the paper boat carries
    my childhood

    Asahi Haikuist Network, 31.5.2013
    Butter Fly Dream Anthology, 2013

  6. Julie Warther Says:

    Thanks, Pravat! And thank you for sharing your rain haiku! Rain's universality pulls emotions and memories from us, for sure.

  7. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    I love this. Rain usually begins in single drops that become faster and faster until we have a shower. I see a relationship beginning to show cracks in this monoku. Very effective, Julie.

    marion

    Here in Northern Ireland we have lots of rain, and therefore many ways of describing it. One of my favourites is "it's lashing outside" when it's raining really heavily. Here is an old one featuring a much softer type of rain:

    April mizzle …
    I miss the smell
    of wet dog

    A Hundred Gourds, 1:4 September 2012

  8. Perry Says:

    Very nice. And so true.

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