Beth Camp Historical Fiction

Thursday, April 25, 2013

U is for Useful . . .

Tonight I lean my face
against the glass of our bedroom window;
apple blossoms just outside
glimmer white in the moonlight.
I smell spring 
as I fold winter laundry.

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Sweet apple blossoms
glimmer under a spring moon,
while I fold laundry.

Tonight's two poems (just barely past the midnight deadline) experiment with two forms -- the first, an open form, and the second, an experiment in haiku  (first line 5 syllables, second line 7 syllables, and last line 5 syllables). 

As neat as the haiku form remains, it relies on the reader to add reaction, interpretation, meaning. The first haiku I read long ago presented a lovely scene of a pond. The last line went something like this: "A green frog went plop!" And that last line suggests the surprise or moment of awareness of the 'now' that haiku can bring.

Do you agree? Which form do you prefer? Open? Haiku? Is poetry 'useful'?

Thanks always to NaPoWriMo and the A to Z Challenge.

Apple Blossom (Wikipedia)