Haibun

Within/Without the Same Song
On this cool May morning in
Louisiana, I sit on the backyard deck watching our new
baby chickens play and fight, falling into position
according to their order of command. The one that seems to
be in power is a fluffy light yellow chick, the only one
of that color. On closer inspection a black and white
chicken is keeping the others at bay
while the yellow chick pecks away at the large circular
metal feed dish, which has ten individual stations evenly
spaced. Altogether there are eight chickens: five
variations of multi-browns and speckled, one solid black,
one black/white and of course the "blonde".
the yard is filled with
birdsong
red-winged blackbirds,
grackles, a whistling duck
and the musky scent of the sun
I am surprised that the
little chickens have actual birdsongs. Our older
non-laying chicken (for whatever reason ), a beauty in
red, struts about in her Amish made hen-house, only
clucks: giving her approval whenever there is a lull in
the noisy nonsense around her.
Perhaps, just in their youth do they twitter and tweet
frivolously, turning to a more serious state of resolve
when they grow up, OR do we have some roosters in
preparation for their morning debut?
unnoticed
all the wildflowers opening
petal by petal
suddenly the meadow
is filled!
Haibun
Weeping,
He says He's Sorry. . .
Eyes swollen, lips
bleeding, I lay curled into a fetal position on the
Brazilian Leather sofa.
The only light in the room
is a soft cast of fluorescent over the Tholen oil painting
of an English Country Cottage, sporting a carefree blue
sky and chickens pecking at their feed along a dirt path
that leads to the door. It seems to soothe me and lull me
into painless thoughts of happier times.
Alone now, I pull the
"comforter " around me, it's soft down filling so warm and
safe, at least for now.
Lost between life and
death, I find myself at the door of the cottage knocking,
in hopes of entering.
the song
that gets into your head—
over and over again
Videos
Karina
Klesko, US—Book
Fair Video 1
Karina Klesko, US—Then
and Now: An A. D. Winans Photo Gallery
Karina Klesko, US—A.
D. Winans Pays Tribute to Dave Church