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our window looks
in, in the morning, when you are not here;
it missed our looking
outside together, in the morning;
it slowly turns
away, doves stir on the sunshade
mornings are a-not-so-strong
tea without your pinch of crushed ginger;
I read mails
along with tea; they all lack a point of reason;
I return to chores
in kitchen as tea turns out a pointless attempt of joy
love is the hurry-burry of mornings when you
collide with me,
when I am taking
spices from the right-top shelf and you the cups for tea;
love is your lunch
box that I pack in a hurry, now it stares at me in the morning
when you return, bring some fresh ginger from the locals selling it at stations;
home is an
untouched canvas now, bring it and let us splash some ginger tea
in the morning hurry-burry, and let us mop it with impish smiles and giggles
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Nice description of missing someone with each tied together by "tea". I liked this line describing love: "love is the hurry-burry of mornings when you collide with me"
ReplyDeleteA nice example of metaphor in these final lines: "home is an untouched canvas now, bring it and let us splash some ginger tea
ReplyDeletein the morning hurry-burry, and let us mop it with impish smiles and giggles"
I love the metaphor "untouched canvas". It's applicable to so many things.
ReplyDeleteI love the feel of this. As you proceeded, I felt a sense of urgency in your words rise.
ReplyDeleteI really like "hurry-burry of mornings"!
ReplyDeleteLove the way you use the tea and the routines at home to paint a larger story
ReplyDeleteClock is just striking three as haibun Monday is upon us and I am still reading metaphors! So glad to read yours....LOVING this idea of mornings as "a-not-so-strong tea without your pinch of crushed ginger" and then the closing last stanza. Wonderfully done. It makes me think....I almost lost my spouse about 4 years ago...were he gone, what little things would be metaphorical to his love, to having him beside me in the morning, at night, on the sidewalk walking through town...."food" or "tea" for thought here. Lovely post!
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