Learning English
passing clouds
the changing colours
of bougainvillea
Opening grandmother?s handmade notebook at C, I find a carob pod and recall her story about John the Baptist subsisting on its fruit. At M, her favourite culinary herb, a sacred myrtle leaf. Certain of an olive leaf, I turn to O and imagine those maroon orbs bobbing in brine. At J, a sweet fragrance rises from the page; I see her gathering fresh sprigs, pockets stashed with jasmine.
marginalia
vines entwining
cursive script
(Originally appeared as an Honourable Mention in the Genjuan International Haibun Contest, 2015.)
April 5th, 2017 at 3:11 pm
That is so beautiful, thank you for sharing, I am feeling very moved and connected to my own Gran, a migrant learner of English.
R.
April 7th, 2017 at 5:45 am
Lovely!
April 7th, 2017 at 11:16 am
Appreciate your comments very much and for taking the time to read.
April 10th, 2017 at 10:07 am
What a beautiful haibun, Dru.
marion