Creative Writing and unfinished business…
March 22, 2014 § 16 Comments
Old woman limps home
Nothing left to believe in –
The cat waits
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry
So pleased you liked it.
I am really enjoying these haiku. This one is very evocative – lets you feel the isolation and even loneliness of the old lady’s state – there’s an air of great sadness here.
Lovely to hear they’re giving you pleasure, Jess. Although there is great sadness – and the point of a haiku poem (sorry if you know this) is to provide some some of juxtaposition that makes the reader think – is that the cat (her puss?) is looking forward to seeing the old woman in a quietly energetic and optimistic way. At least that was the idea… 🙂
Thanks again, my dear friend.
My pleasure – your haiku give me, and by the look of it many others, enormous pleasure 🙂 xx
That’s a chilling one I think, You’ve a gift for this form, dear lady. As for getting bored, not this old curmudgeon.
Thank you, Geoffrey. How nice it is to learn how to use this medium, and to receive compliments along the way. A sure way to encourage the novice poet.
If I may make so bold, you’re doing very well with what is a difficult medium; so good to see someone trying to work within a medium rather than this free-flowing stuff which so often passes for poetry.
Thanks, Geoffrey. I need structure – but every medium has its place.
Very true; but it is nice to see someone being creative within structures; makes a change.
[…] Rachael, at Changing skin and other stories, has a touching haiku today called ‘Twilight’ about an old woman with ‘nothing left to believe in’. It is unclear whether that is in fact the case, whether she feels it is, or whether she does not see that she has her cat waiting for her; that seems so true to life. Sometimes it is only when we have nothing that we can reach that place we need to be where repentance can come. As St Isaac says: […]
Glad to be of use, Jess. Xx
Such a moving poem, Rachael. And what an accomplishment to evoke such emotion in your reader using so few words! Again, you do a fantastic job with contrast–the old woman’s hopelessness versus the eagerness her cat feels while waiting for her. Excellently done.
Thank you. I visit an elderly lady sometimes – and I wish she had a cat… x
I like the contrast here, Rachael – and another reference to the cyclic nature of life. Wonderful things, cats, they can (when they’re not destroying the house) really reaffirm life.
Yes, indeed. I lived on a farm some years ago, and we once had thirteen all at once!
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