Good morning all,
A couple of countryside haiku as the sun rises here in Scotland…
Stubble
Grey-gold stubble shorn
Of bobbing, bowing wheat spikes.
Windborne ripples stilled.
Spatter
Boot-worn paths and mud-
Spattered stiles. Greasy grey wool
Quivering on wire.
Things I’ve read this week…
Emmaline West by Voices is a wonderfully dark tale of Victorian-esque marital skulduggery. It is so well paced and has a dark thread throughout. I won’t spoil it here, but it is well worth a read.
WordPress is at its best when readers stumble across something they never knew interested them. So it was when I read ‘Balinese art in the 1930s: the creation of an artistic community’ by Mangosteens and Martlets. This is such an informative piece – well-referenced and well-researched.
*Thanks for reading, folks. Images courtesy of Wikipedia and Pixabay. Previous haiku of mine include ‘Shriek and Space’, whilst recent short stories include ‘Method in the Madness’.*
Matthew Richardson is a writer of short stories. His work has featured in Gold Dust magazine, Literally Stories, Near to the Knuckle, McStorytellers, Penny Shorts, Soft Cartel, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, and Shooter magazine. He is a doctoral student at the University of Dundee, a lucky husband, and a proud father.
Not necessarily in that order.
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Your words take me there, Matthew! I can feel mud squelching underfoot and smell those oily strands of sheep’s wool.
Thanks Chris. Thought it had been a while since I did a couple of haiku!
Oh these are so beautiful!! Love.
Thanks so much Lia. Very much appreciated!
You are very welcome Matthew. Lovely daiku. :)) ❤︎🌻🌾 xo “Lia”
Great vivid snapshots in such short descriptions, Matthew!
Thanks Tom. Probably slightly out of season but I didn’t let that get in the way 😉
Lovely as always. Vivid and emotive.
Thanks so much as always. Glad they passed muster!
Wonderfully woven words. Anand Bose from Kerala
Thanks Anand!