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.
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Susan, I like your linking of the rambling tinkling of wind chimes to the odds of repetition. Something to ponder. Works well as a monoku.
This one-liner is sufficiently open to invite the reader to interpret it in several ways. It suggested a narrative to me—I imagined someone had just walked out of a house following an argument, slamming the door and unsettling the wind chimes. Is this a one-off or the beginning of a pattern?
Thanks so much for taking the time to comment on this monoku, Marion. Your interpretation is interesting and welcome, though somewhat different that the actual story behind it. That's fine with me!
Susan, I like your linking of the rambling tinkling of wind chimes to the odds of repetition. Something to ponder. Works well as a monoku.
Take care.
Dan
Thanks a lot, Dan, for your kind words. So glad you enjoyed this monoku!
This one-liner is sufficiently open to invite the reader to interpret it in several ways. It suggested a narrative to me—I imagined someone had just walked out of a house following an argument, slamming the door and unsettling the wind chimes. Is this a one-off or the beginning of a pattern?
Thank you for sharing this, Susan.
marion
Thanks so much for taking the time to comment on this monoku, Marion. Your interpretation is interesting and welcome, though somewhat different that the actual story behind it. That's fine with me!