lake by the hotel
canada geese
spend the night


—Meryl Duprey
        

About the author: I was born in Chehalis, Wash. Have lived in British Columbia, Canada, since I was 16. After finishing a B.A. in English Literature at the University of B.C., I have written two books of Western free verse and published both articles and short stories in various literary journals. Recently-- I've concentrated my efforts on short verse. I've been published in several haiku journals including Temps Libre, Haiku Spirit, Moments, Short Stuff, Dew-on-Line, and the World Haiku Review, where I recieved an honourable mention for the 2002 R.H. Blyth Award.

 

Responses to the haiku for 22 August 2003 by Meryl Duprey

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    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-08-26 01:21:00
     

    meryl
    a very interesting piece. i concluded the more simplistic a haiku appears, the more something may be hidden within. of late i was of a different opinion, most here being an observation; then, i began to rethink that postulate

    if i might indulge in your patience for a few days, as i weigh your words


    your first line, curiously it didn't read as i thought it should have, at least at first. i asked myself, was your structuring for a reason

    "lake by the hotel" aren't we being nudged into focusing on the lake; most would have thought, including myself, it would read smoother by saying, hotel by the lake... then, i cheated by reading the third line, "spend the night"

    a little irony, here we have a place to spend the night, the hotel, but it is not about you nor me spending the night

    i toyed with the idea, "hotel by the hotel, side by side", i chuckled; isn't this the usual situation as one says, "one man's junk is another's treasure"


    more...

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    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-08-27 09:08:10
     

    again, allowing my mind, free reins; there echoed in my thoughts, "lake by the hotel", a sensing of that from which man was supposed to have crawled out of, and having risen, sought shelter next to the water, while keeping it(the lake) in view

    not having faith along these lines, i dismissed this with a hurried farewell, and yet, it was an opinion formed by the haiku

    dwelling on the water issue, yes, life giving, and in instances, life taking; even if we(i) doubt my original premise, weren't we born from a pool of some sort, be it a body of water is secondary; reminded of the homing pigeons, i raised during my youth, instinctively, they would return home repeatedly, even after having seen the world from a (bird's eye) view


    some, in their wisdom, say, "return home, never"; some things, you can't put faith in

    incapable of returning to that which we seemingly long for, we camp out, nearby; assuring ourselves, the security blanket is close-at-hand

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    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-08-27 10:05:08
     

    having walked away from the keyboard, i felt compelled to return; the thought ringing, "even after having seen the world from a (bird's eye) view...", could this be a simile of sort, whereby the hotel is mankind's bird's eye view.

    meryl's first line is rather heady, having been given another [perspective]

    a hint, "a representation of an object or objects that give the (illusion) of space or depth; the interrelationships or proportionate significance of acts or information as considered from a particular (point of view); such as aerial(the hotel or looking into the distance)perspective versus linear(the lake or looking into it) perspective; each equally represented, or taking center-stage alone"


    taking one's the time, whether or not it was the author's intention, a single haiku can entertain you for days on end, as though it's a continuing or new story

    sorry, dft, i get carried away at times


    L2...

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    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-08-27 23:23:26
     

    line two, "canada geese", my mind said, "canadian geese". when something of this nature happens, an alarm goes on, and a voice says, "better check it out, bob". i was, also, reminded by one of the lines in my previous comment, the line being, "taking one's the time".
    yes, my mind does work (tihs) way, but i meant, "taking one's time"; that being said, back to the canada geese. on-line, reading more about the "canada geese", there it was, almost a summation, or even a supplementation to line one.

    not familiar with the canada geese, read up on them; this bird epitomizes the family, setting an example, mankind would benefit in modeling.


    now my "however", however, there is a lighter side seen here, the mere mentioning of the word "goose" nudged me, was meryl hiding a pun.

    "goose": a silly or foolish person

    with this defining, i am ready to enjoy this piece for a while longer, but for the moment i'll continue along the path i've undertaken...

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    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-08-28 08:34:42
     

    L3

    "spend the night"

    upon reading the words, a feeling of the temporal washed over me

    yes, things known of, by man, aren't they only for the moment; then, we move on, not knowing whether it's to or from some distant place

    a poem of mine, which touches on this.


    "for the moment"


    from the moment, do we wonder where it went; not knowing in a moment, all things become absent


    in a moment, what is the exact amount of time; since the beginning, we've had this uphill climb


    for the moment, life continues on; with each heart beat, are we awaiting the dawn


    there was yesterday, how long did it last; in a moment, wasn't it in the past


    today, as we continue on; hearing our song, we feel so content, but isn't it only for the moment


    comes tomorrow, all too soon; we'll ponder what it brings; it, also, will have a familiar ring


    on this, let us not dwell, in a moment, it has fared just as well; all things being, only for the moment

  6.  
    john tiong chunghoo (bagiruang at yahoo dot com)
    2003-12-29 04:54:27
     

    silence
    the large moth flitting around
    the room nightlight

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    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-07-14 17:59:15
     

    summer, early evening --
    the green leaf
    spirals to the ground

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