Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – Haibun Monday: Komorebi (posted by hayesspencer)
“I was thinking intensely of the Japanese word, komorebi (koe moe ray bee) which means specifically light that is filtered between leaves and usually occurring in spring and fall…but in that in-between-season. I would like you all to write a haibun about how you are affected by season changes, if you do any special activities, what you have done in the past or have planned for the future season between seasons: vacations, birthday celebrations, weddings, starting to school or the birth of a child or grandchild, staring anew job, or being fired, retiring or starting a new job, freezing or canning up the last of summer’s bounty, making food that is geared to cooler weather (chili, certain soups or stews, baked chicken, etc.) taking walks (how does this time of year smell to you, feel or look to you), putting out more wild bird feeders and suet cakes, anything that brings to mind, to smell, to taste, to feeling this in-between-season.”
I sit on a fence, trying to make sense of light changes. Lambent light
at Summer’s end, seems to be gathering its skirts for Fall’s
first dance. I watch twilight tumbling through the sky
at an ever earlier hour.
My dilemma is experiencing excited anticipation of Autumn’s first
chill–sun shining on effulgence of russets and reds–while simultaneously
trying to shun thoughts of October depression. It is cyclic. Happens
most years, even as I bake spicy pumpkin pies, inhale the ripened apples in my cider, and taste cinnamon in the air. October lives a short, golden life,
waning in winter’s white spell of death.
summer sun weakens
plants and flowers store energy
to survive white winds