Haiku Monday for 1.10.11: Crescent

*Hosting for Basho's Ghost and Troll this week*

Today I walked back from the mountain in late afternoon. The heavy clouds churned and moved like film sped up, and every so often, a glimpse of crisp deep blue. The wind was so strong I felt like Auntie Em  calling for the dogs and searching the horizon.

The last open sky I saw contained a crescent moon: faint because it faded in the sunset. It hung in the sky with tremendous weight, its arc like a bowl tilted north. Then it was gone.

the sun beneath your waxing
orion above

Mississippi flows
beignets and chicory fill
french quarter morning

From Master Basho's blog:

The winning haiku will be 5-7-5 mora format and appear in the comments section below. Along with the Badge-Of-Great-Honor and other hypothetically fabulous prizes. The winning haiku will be judged by a local and professional poet this week. Your entries will be emailed and one will be selected. Post your entry here or at your own blog. Be sure to link back. A winner will be announced Tuesday. Play on!


Blogger foam said...

actually, i almost took a photo of the crescent moon today too. it was smiling at me. i was alone in a grocery parking lot and it was dark and wet when i noticed this guy staring at me out of a pickup. i thought ... cousin!! ...
so, i went on in and did my grocery shopping without taking the photo.

but, i did write a haiku based on this crescent moon when i saw that you were hosting haiku monday.

Shining solitude
Street lights glare on dark wet street
Cold crescent moon smiles

7:49 PM  
Anonymous foam said...

oh, i went to your other blog because i thought you also posted your haikus there.
now i want a french quarter morning! followed by an alligator and jazz evening!
i like the image of a waxing son, btw!

8:01 PM  
Blogger moi said...

Last month, as I headed out at the break of dawn to walk the dogs, a perfect sliver of moon hung right above Venus in the blue/black southeastern sky. Below them, a strip of horizon blazed bright red with the impending sun. I tried for several minutes to capture it all with the camera but just couldn't.

I'll have to content myself with the memory. And maybe write a haiku about it.

Great theme.

6:13 AM  
Blogger Aunty Belle said...

Zowie! a professional poet judge?

uh, huh. Nice duck, pup.

7:06 AM  
Anonymous Master Basho's Iconoclastic Ghost said...

Reflections by Buddha's Wandering Ghost upon Encountering the Smouldering Remains of a First (* or 2nd, or 3rd, or 4th, or 5th, or 6th, or 7th, or 21st) Century Christian Village.

They left Graffiti:
"We own the night. We own you!"
Moon Cult Of Peace sign.

Both grain Towers fell.
Those that lay sleeping. Throats cut.
Envied by captured.

This Moon Cult must have
many moderate voices.
Perhaps I've gone deaf.

Jealous Gods battle.
Only room for one atop
Pagan Pantheon.

* Buddha's Wandering Ghost cares not for precise measurements of time and space. All is one. Nothing changes while everything changes. Descriptions are fluid and influenced by culture.

P.S. Buddha's wandering ghost finds it curious that he's usually depicted as a rather rotund East Asian when he was in fact a fit fellow from what is now India.

8:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great theme. I really liked both your haiku too. Thanks for hosting and for finding a professional poet to judge. Way cool.

Your prose kind of reminds me of Basho, btw. His prose was good too.
His contribution to the "Best Poems of Basho's Students" anthology was mostly prose.

9:13 AM  
Blogger fishy said...

Oh for a real French Quarter beignet in the crescent city! Cafe DuMonde is calling me ..... that's one wonderful haiku. I'll need to think hard about this assignment. See you on Monday.

9:14 AM  
Blogger Karl said...

Good evening K9,

One for the weekend workers.

Spanner in Europe
Adjustable is thy name
Branded Crescent wrench

I'll try to be back Monday.

3:45 PM  
Blogger Boxer said...

I'm in! It's gonna be BAD, but I'm in. Weeeeeeeee.

4:46 PM  
Blogger K9 said...

Foam: it was low and up early on friday! yes, a smie. Have you ever seen those photos of the cosmic smile with a crescent and two planets?

I shall include your poem in the judging! thanks for playing!

waxing son? you mean when you rip the hair off the back of young boy foam?

it was under YOUR waxing meaning the sun is positioned under waxing moon. Write another foam! theres no limit to the amount of entries

Moi: please do write a haiku about it. I chose the crescent because it was very now and because it might be my favorite moon. although i have to say the full moon that happened right before christmas was rather spectacular. very hard to shoot toward light -even one as red as a sunset. try the "sunset" setting on the camera. all digitals have them.

auntie: the dog as diplomat

Basho's Ghost: all good on a crescent i knew would inspire. Number 3 is my favorite. That crescent has a mandate to cover the world. many dont understand that.

troll: really!? i want to please Basho, and thought crescent was a good and diverse word for nature meditations and so much more. Guest Judge: Alicia Griswold, instructor of creative writing as Savannah College of Art and Design.

fishy: mmmmmmm dunking a puffy powdered sugar coated pastry into good hot coffee while strolling the banks of the mighty missasip. ahhhhhhhhhhhh

Karl: I had to look up spanner. in europe though -its throwing me off a bit. are you doing maintenance while on vacation? curious haiku.

boxer: no no no! it will be GOOD

6:29 AM  
Blogger fishy said...

Hesitant crescent,
Insecure of happiness.
Raggedy Ann smiles.

Pillsbury crescents
Original, preserves taste
Nineteen sixties Mom

Siesta beckons.
Play! Crescent Beach volleyball
Sand crusted six packs

Istanbul reveals
Architectural thieving!
Crescents once Crosses

By the crescent light
Dad's tapping foot and crooning,
Silvery lessons

8:26 AM  
Anonymous JHB said...

Honey Breasted lands.
Civilization's cradle.
Now, a place for slaves.

9:16 AM  
Blogger Karl said...

Good afternoon K9,

I've trained with some Brits, they call an adjustable wrench, a spanner. All three lines are synonyms for these

Sorry for the confusion.

11:57 AM  
Blogger boneman said...

Like a silver smile
and jewels of the bright stars,
like Ma's jewl'ry box.

12:50 PM  
Blogger Boxer said...

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3:08 PM  
Blogger Boxer said...

Waning or waxing
hanging low in the sky
my lantern tonight.

(I had put the wrong version up.)

4:33 PM  
Blogger Kymical Reactions said...

A midnight sliver
of a waning crescent moon.
Cheshire smile.

I love the moon, and tonight it is wonderfully spectacular in the night's sky. My favorite haiku theme so far.

6:06 PM  
Blogger moi said...

Thanks for hosting this week. As usual, there are some awesome entries!

Here's mine:

Leached from sunlight’s grace,
taunts the fulsome moon. At last,
fortnight passed. God bites.

5:23 AM  
Blogger fishy said...

What diversity! Great subject K9.
I forgot to say I'm up! with visuals at the Pond so stop by.

By my count you need to add a syllable to your middle line.
There is time! So glad you played this week.

6:56 AM  
Blogger Buzz Kill said...

"beignets and chicory" - I like the juxtaposition (?) of chicory and chickory. A professional poet is a little intimidating, but what the hell.

I'm up at the Buzzkill

7:23 AM  
Blogger puerileuwaite said...

I am wondering why you walked back from the mountain. Was it more dramatic that way?

8:13 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

Here's all I've got for today and I'm lucky to get this much! Happy Haiku Monday everyone, Chickie thanks for hostessing!!!

Dark orb glows with a
bright crescent smile ear to ear
Cheshire cat moon shines

8:47 AM  
Blogger Boxer said...

Waning or waxing
hanging low in the night sky
my lantern tonight.

thank you Fishy! I had several versions and they all got mashed up. xoxox

8:48 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

Just went back to read some entries .... Holy crap. can you believe that kid of mine stole my idea.

8:49 AM  
Blogger Aunty Belle said...

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11:24 AM  
Blogger Aunty Belle said...

Assault my heart! You
sweet, shattering fragments of
Chocolate croissant.

11:35 AM  
Blogger Kymical Reactions said...

Scathed by the sickle
were the ladies of the night.
Walk on, dodge the scythe.

12:37 PM  
Blogger Karl said...

Good afternoon K9,

A fine turn out, for this week.

A few more:

Venus is rising
The babe embraces the aunt
Together briefly

With a Sextant site
No upper limb or lower limb
Crescent moon hard shot

Beignets are waiting
Just over on Bourbon they are
Only a block to far

1:46 PM  
Blogger K9 said...

here is buzz's:

Terror finds harbor,
Crescent and five-rayed star
Nuclear back stab?

the JUDGE is coming to this page to read and select a winner - so post here and your blog.

so many great ones..

fishy: i have to say i am partial to your ode to pillsbury crescent rolls. they are so damn good. but the crescent beach is nice -personal and specific. i like that!

JHB: welcome! the fertile crescent - so sad the treasure lost

Karl: got it! a most useful tool. hope your weekend wasnt all about THAT crescent.

boney: nice one! lot of sweetness to that haiku.

boxer: a crescent lantern! thats a good idea for a photo - try and arrange that someday.

2:01 PM  
Blogger K9 said...

kym: love that. now what is what with that cat? in the book does Carroll describe his smile in this way? Im glad you liked the theme - i hope you play often.

moi: God Bites! great finish. I doubt i will look at a crescent in the sky the same way again.

fishy: okay will be by to check it out.

buzz: chicory is what you add to stretch coffee but its a good drink to dunk hot puffy sugary things in. GLad you played this week - I hadnt thought of pakistan when i thought of that particular crescent.

puerileuwaite: har! a day later i could sled down.

pam: not surprising youd draw from the same well is it?

2:10 PM  
Blogger K9 said...

aunty belle: you dont know how glad i am i have chocolate this time -not enough to do any real harm though. but enough to "live". Glad to see you in, aunty, with a tasty haiku.

kym: damn girl you just wrote a frida kahlo painting

Karl: those are terrific. Im still stuck on figuring out the familial relationship of earth and venus. I really enjoyed the historical vibe of including a sextant - sort of an iconic piece of equipment.

Happy Haiku Monday all - the results will be posted tomorrow morning!

2:14 PM  
Blogger Aunty Belle said...

Still Monday--hope it ain't too late fer another entry??

Will say, the VISUALs are an aid fer mah attempts--yaa' can see 'em at
Ether Capacious

On dawn's zephyr breath,
crescent billed emeralds hum.
Nectar sipping gems.

6:19 PM  
Blogger K9 said...

it's not too late! You have until midnight tonight.

6:38 PM  

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