deeper each time the summer well




(originally appeared in Under The Basho, 2014 Issue)

10 Responses

  1. D. Mahoney Says:

    Wow! That is so powerful. The true beauty of only six words.

  2. Lynne Says:

    'well' is such a good word to end on: the literal well in the haiku, but the emotional verb 'to well' and the adjective 'well' of fine/healthy too. Lovely.

  3. Peter Newton Says:

    the well deeper because it is drying up

    as we grow older our age deepens with different losses

    the depth of summer as in each one grows in importance

    the dwindling nature of things vs. a deep appreciation for them at the same time

    just thinking out loud on this–to say that I enjoy it's many re-readings.

  4. Pravat Says:

    A nice one-line haiku with huge sublime meaning.

  5. haikuapprentice Says:

    Ah such richness of interpretive possibility. Carl Seguiban is an architect, so we should perhaps expect interesting manipulations of space and perceptions.

    Firstly I love how this poem invokes depth, while written horizontally!

    I also agree with Lynne that the pivot is the final word, "well" – like a fulcrum or truss, it carries more than its weight.

    And like Peter Newton, I find so many layers of meaning which take me deeper.

    And one extra layer not previously mentioned but which struck me was an environmental interpretation – global warming causing the summer to be longer or hotter, requiring the well to be deeper.

    Really absorbing poetry. Thanks for sharing it Carl! I hope to see more of your works on Tinywords.


  6. Ellen Grace Olinger Says:

    Wonderful poem, thank you

  7. th. vandergrau Says:


  8. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    A really strong ku for all the reasons above. I love it, Carl.


  9. Tash Adams Says:

    Really enjoy reading your work Carl.

  10. Alan Summers Says:

    deeper each time the summer well

    (originally appeared in Under The Basho, 2014 Issue)


    Summer can be all so fleeting, and water levels will diminish, but also as we grow older, we see many seasons.
    The other end of the seasonal cycle:

    twilight on snow shadows deepen the grip of stars


    Alan Summers
    Frogpond 37:2, the spring/summer issue (2014)
    Anthology Credit: big data The Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku 2014

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