her plastic pail
waiting by the bed
sand-dollar moon
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Dian Duchin Reed
Dian Duchin Reed is an award-winning writer whose poems, articles, essays, and photographs have appeared in many publications. Her books include Medusa Discovers Styling Gel (poetry) and Dao De Jing: Laozi's Ancient Wisdom (translated from the Chinese). Learn more at dianduchinreed.com
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her plastic pail
waiting by the bed
sand-dollar moon
—DIAN DUCHIN REED
Romantic and poignant. Is this a young girl, maybe on holiday, waiting to rush to the beach? Is this a girl with great memories of a recent Summer holiday?
Is this a woman still waiting for something but not necessarily, after many years, a run to the beach, but something else, a relationship that won't fail, or that she is actually many many decades older, always looking back. Someone that has never given up the call of childhood, a Peter Pan in spirit?
The more the crafted poem is read, the more, we as readers, as a hidden second verse, in fact, can feel. One to enjoy many times.
Beautifully composed with more than one hidden depth.
warm regards,
Alan
President, United Haiku and Tanka Society
co-founder, Call of the Page
Thank you all for your wonderful comments. Yes, Alan, "hidden depth" is what I love best about haiku. So much more there than meets the eye. Not unlike life.
Wow – this is brilliant.
Nice image and sense of anticipiation.
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her plastic pail
waiting by the bed
sand-dollar moon
—DIAN DUCHIN REED
Romantic and poignant. Is this a young girl, maybe on holiday, waiting to rush to the beach? Is this a girl with great memories of a recent Summer holiday?
Is this a woman still waiting for something but not necessarily, after many years, a run to the beach, but something else, a relationship that won't fail, or that she is actually many many decades older, always looking back. Someone that has never given up the call of childhood, a Peter Pan in spirit?
The more the crafted poem is read, the more, we as readers, as a hidden second verse, in fact, can feel. One to enjoy many times.
Beautifully composed with more than one hidden depth.
warm regards,
Alan
President, United Haiku and Tanka Society
co-founder, Call of the Page
Thank you all for your wonderful comments. Yes, Alan, "hidden depth" is what I love best about haiku. So much more there than meets the eye. Not unlike life.
I am always fascinated by the hidden depth(s) we either plan to include in our poems, or the ones we hadn't realised, too. :-)
Oh! I saw this as a child who was ill in bed, remembering days spent on the shore … :(
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