Thursday, December 24, 2015

Driving Home

Flickr Creative Commons Photo by TumblingRun

tawny winter fields
setting sun throws long shadows
illuminates moon

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2015

Sunset on the wide empty prairie: nothing but brown stretching in every direction as you drive across the plate; nothing but blue in the bowl of sky that sits inverted on that plate. And then the nearly full moon rises directly ahead of you in the east, framed by wind turbines. She is pale, but gathering brightness while the sun sets behind you. Moon enters the darkening blue, and the edges of the bowl where it rests on the plate are painted a fragile pink.


  1. Mary Lee, both of these pieces of writing are beautiful. The second one reminds me of Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. I love your use of "you." And the image of the plate, and the inverted bowl above it. Gorgeous.

    My haiku (ish) poems today are based on your comment about my writing from yesterday. Not sure they are really done, but I need to head out for Colorado Springs and am not sure what the rest of the day will look like.

    remains scattered across yard
    such a hard decision
    ending your ancient life
    (C) Carol Wilcox, 2015

    your ashes scattered across backyard
    Earth reminds me of my brazenness
    i have ended an ancient life.
    (C) Carol Wilcox, 2015

    Somber browns and grays
    remind me of my brazen act (brazenness?)
    i have ended an ancient life.
    (C) Carol Wilcox, 2015

  2. I completely agree with Carol. Lovely! The pairing of the haiku and poetic prose reminded me of haibun. It is so abundantly clear that you are part of that landscape, and it is part of you.

  3. Mary Lee, and I concur. While I read the prose piece I thought of how beautiful it was in its intent. May I place this haiku in the winter gallery (first off, I need to complete the fall one-some offerings got lost in cyberspace so I am retracing my steps).