Full prompt post here.
Two featured participants: Wind Rush‘s quiet meditation on relative size and The Silver Cow Creamer.
Our featured online journal for the day is Stirring. In their latest issue, I’ll point you to these two haibuns by Jennifer Perrine.
Prompt: Yesterday, I challenged you to write a poem about a very large thing. Today, I’d like you to invert your inspiration, and write a poem about a very small thing. Whether it’s an atom, a button, a hummingbird’s egg, dollhouse furniture, or the mythical world’s smallest violin.
I started with Scope by LuAnne Holder, a poem which reminded me of a time when I was doing GCSE (High School exams) revision and watching a tribe of ants carrying plums which had fallen to the patio. Fascinating. At first, knowing we were writing about the big things I thought I’d happened on today’s poem, but then came the turn to the gigantic.
I was too large to
fit into their scope
The Giant Poppadom by Feby Joseph was an amusing quatrain!
From the featured publication, Stirring, I read Static by Ellis Elliott, How to Land & Now I’ve Grown into the Boots You Gave Me, Against the Rain You Knew Would Come by Amanda Hope and then decided I would return to this journal when I have more spare time to read/indulge in poetry.
I read Wednesday Morning Haibun & New Home Haibun by Jennifer Perrine.
A charm of bees descends.
I love the way the Wednesday Morning Haibun weaves its way down to the story and what a huge narrative for that little Haiku to hold.
For a Haibun involving a lot of dirt and rot, New Home Haibun was rather beautiful.
PROCESS NOTES
I have written about the microscopic (bacteria usually), and tiny objects before – when I was working on my Elephant’s Footprint commission (2019/20) making animations I became obsessed with miniature worlds. I loved the idea of looking to the opposite of yesterday. I had a little inspiration tour around the web.
I came across this wonderful website: canyouactually.com, Poy Hymoadd, a.k.a Peeowhy is a Thai artist with a passion for photography and miniature diorama characters.
And the work of Tatsuya Tanaka featured here.
After a long time considering I decided to write about an earring.
I wrote a poem and then decided to make it into a thin poem which meant each stanza became tiny, which I enjoyed doing.
I knew
I would
keep
them all.
They are
only tiny,
mum said so
herself.
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