out of silence the piccolo player’s bright red nails
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Susan Constable
Susan Constable mainly writes haiku and tanka, receiving her inspiration from life on the west coast of Canada. Her work is widely published in both print and online journals, as well as in numerous anthologies. She has judged several contests as well as co-edited a couple of haiku and tanka anthologies She was the tanka editor for the online journal A Hundred Gourds from March 2012 to June 2016. View all posts by Susan Constable
Good one, Susan!
Thanks for taking time to comment, Kala.
Lovely – that flash of colour is a perfect juxtaposition with the lively piccolo.
It's nice to 'see' you, Lynne. Thanks so much!
I hear that red! Thank you.
Good ears, Sheila! Thank you!
What a flash of brilliance–the red so unexpected!
I couldn't take my eyes off them, Mary Jo. I appreciate your comment.
Perfect for the one liner as I see the line of holes on the piccolo.
…and those nails were definitely in a hurry, Lynn. You saw what I saw. Thanks!
Great to see you still producing beautiful haiku. Well done Susan
Those singing, dancing nails … beautifully witnessed.
tourist season one by one the statues blink back
Thank you, Jane, for your comment and your haiku.
Wonderful. What breaks the silence is not the sound of the piccolo but the loudness of the bright red nails.
Thanks for that reading. You're so right!
ha! love it. the sound drawing the eyes