I can see the dry onion skins skittering across the counter-top and crumbling away when you try to pick them up. Just like the years of our lives from birthday to birthday.
I see business as usual. Yes, it’s a birthday but the normal chores of cooking and cleaning are still there. What says kitchen like onion skins. They are as elusive as the years of our life. I hope a fragrant pot of spagehetti was the result.
Interesting, Michelle. You know, this image just popped into my head as an emblem of something fragile that can be blown away with even the slightest little draft, or crushed with frighteningly little difficulty. Don't know why I thought of onion skins, because I wasn't actually doing anything with onions at the time. But now you've made me hungry!
Lovely. The onion skins reminded me of the sound of rustling paper which took me back to childhood and how much joy I had in receiving and opening birthday cards.
Thank you, Jane. What a sweet memory. I love your haiku. But I pity the poor, neglected letter opener! And, of course, no rustling paper with ecards. A sign of the times.
Although the wonderfully provocative phrase <grin> is fictive, as the chief onion peeler and bottle washer, I can see our own onion skins skittering away. Just as a snake sheds its skin, so humans shrug out of or into new skins, leaving whatever is left to 'skitter away'.
Nice! I like your interpretation, Alan. It turns the skittering onion skins in my poem into a positive metaphor that suggests leaving the old and exhausted behind, and heading into the new and potentially fruitful. Your interpretation almost makes me like birthdays. Almost. Thank you!
Fortunately Karen always makes my birthdays so special that I'll even peel several pounds of onions for a big lentil curry to freeze and have over the next month. :-)
Sounds lovely! We do birthday lobsters (forgive me, if you're vegetarian/vegan). When my birthday rolled around last January, one of the lobsters found its way out of the bag in the back seat of the car. Guess it had an idea what was coming. And yes, I have haikued about it.
No, I did not eat my lobster raw in the back seat. I put it/him/her back in the bag and pretended everything was normal. This lobster had become noticeably agitated and had actually tried to climb out of the tank as we were selecting it. It had plenty of fight but, sadly, not quite enough. Cheers!
The food commentary definitely appeals, but the image of the onion skins also to my ear hints at the complex texture and ephemerality of paper products.
Also, a poetic reply (an inferior one):
valentine's cards
two cloves of garlic
twinned and warm
What a lovely Valentine's Day ku, Timothy! I love the image of twin garlic cloves all warm and snuggled up next to each other. And when you consider how cold these cloves get as they winter over in the earth, their warmth becomes a thing that they share.
The onion skins reminded me of the sound of rustling paper which took me back to childhood and how much joy I had in receiving and opening birthday cards. I like post
This really resonated with me, Michelle and reminded me of my grandmother. I always associate a papery-skinned onion with the skin of an older person – probably since writing this kukai entry inspired by the prompt "onion"! :)
marion
chopping onions –
my grandmother's
paper-thin skin
Monday, February 16, 2015
Results – Indian Kukai #9 – Onion
Marion Clarke [ Warrenpoint, Northern Ireland ] ( 6 , 3 , 4 ) = 24 pts
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March 28th, 2017 at 9:18 am
I can see the dry onion skins skittering across the counter-top and crumbling away when you try to pick them up. Just like the years of our lives from birthday to birthday.
Very nice, Jennifer.
March 28th, 2017 at 9:26 am
Thank you, Mike! Ah, yes – those skittering years.
March 28th, 2017 at 11:52 am
I see business as usual. Yes, it’s a birthday but the normal chores of cooking and cleaning are still there. What says kitchen like onion skins. They are as elusive as the years of our life. I hope a fragrant pot of spagehetti was the result.
March 28th, 2017 at 12:49 pm
Interesting, Michelle. You know, this image just popped into my head as an emblem of something fragile that can be blown away with even the slightest little draft, or crushed with frighteningly little difficulty. Don't know why I thought of onion skins, because I wasn't actually doing anything with onions at the time. But now you've made me hungry!
March 28th, 2017 at 4:04 pm
LOL! Perhaps it was I who was hungry when I wrote the comment. I love your writing and enjoyed the haiku. cheers!
March 28th, 2017 at 6:44 pm
Thanks so much, Michelle!
March 28th, 2017 at 7:07 pm
Lovely. The onion skins reminded me of the sound of rustling paper which took me back to childhood and how much joy I had in receiving and opening birthday cards.
birthday ecard
in the bottom drawer
letter opener
March 30th, 2017 at 10:00 am
Thank you, Jane. What a sweet memory. I love your haiku. But I pity the poor, neglected letter opener! And, of course, no rustling paper with ecards. A sign of the times.
March 29th, 2017 at 2:29 am
birthday card—
onion skins
skitter away
—JENNIFER HAMBRICK
Although the wonderfully provocative phrase <grin> is fictive, as the chief onion peeler and bottle washer, I can see our own onion skins skittering away. Just as a snake sheds its skin, so humans shrug out of or into new skins, leaving whatever is left to 'skitter away'.
Great phrase to match your birthday! :-)
warm regards,
Alan
March 30th, 2017 at 9:54 am
Nice! I like your interpretation, Alan. It turns the skittering onion skins in my poem into a positive metaphor that suggests leaving the old and exhausted behind, and heading into the new and potentially fruitful. Your interpretation almost makes me like birthdays. Almost. Thank you!
March 30th, 2017 at 10:02 am
Thanks! :-)
Fortunately Karen always makes my birthdays so special that I'll even peel several pounds of onions for a big lentil curry to freeze and have over the next month. :-)
Alan
March 30th, 2017 at 1:18 pm
Sounds lovely! We do birthday lobsters (forgive me, if you're vegetarian/vegan). When my birthday rolled around last January, one of the lobsters found its way out of the bag in the back seat of the car. Guess it had an idea what was coming. And yes, I have haikued about it.
March 30th, 2017 at 2:40 pm
I'm vegetarian but eat meat too. Love vegetables! Rarely have lobster but love oysters and mussels: Champagne or beer with those two is heaven. :-)
I think the Japanese might eat the lobster alive on the table. Did you eat your's in the back of the car? That is hardcore radical!
Alan
March 30th, 2017 at 4:33 pm
No, I did not eat my lobster raw in the back seat. I put it/him/her back in the bag and pretended everything was normal. This lobster had become noticeably agitated and had actually tried to climb out of the tank as we were selecting it. It had plenty of fight but, sadly, not quite enough. Cheers!
March 30th, 2017 at 3:33 pm
The food commentary definitely appeals, but the image of the onion skins also to my ear hints at the complex texture and ephemerality of paper products.
Also, a poetic reply (an inferior one):
valentine's cards
two cloves of garlic
twinned and warm
March 30th, 2017 at 4:26 pm
What a lovely Valentine's Day ku, Timothy! I love the image of twin garlic cloves all warm and snuggled up next to each other. And when you consider how cold these cloves get as they winter over in the earth, their warmth becomes a thing that they share.
March 31st, 2017 at 2:09 pm
I like this.
April 5th, 2017 at 7:58 am
Thank you!
March 31st, 2017 at 2:11 pm
Nice
April 17th, 2017 at 2:28 am
The onion skins reminded me of the sound of rustling paper which took me back to childhood and how much joy I had in receiving and opening birthday cards. I like post
August 23rd, 2017 at 12:47 am
This really resonated with me, Michelle and reminded me of my grandmother. I always associate a papery-skinned onion with the skin of an older person – probably since writing this kukai entry inspired by the prompt "onion"! :)
marion
chopping onions –
my grandmother's
paper-thin skin
Monday, February 16, 2015
Results – Indian Kukai #9 – Onion
Marion Clarke [ Warrenpoint, Northern Ireland ] ( 6 , 3 , 4 ) = 24 pts
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