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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

autumn rain

autumn rain
she lights her cigarette
from his
[First published in The Heron's Nest]


Blogger Devika said...

This made me smile --
As a child I used to take a puff from my father occasionally...and now, when my husband smokes :))

And, he isn't a chain smoker, but does when it rains or if its too cold..

I wouldn't have a whole cigarette, though :)


9:22 AM  
Blogger polona said...

so nice... the sense of sharing

12:07 PM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

its interesting how much the rain adds to the sense of sharing in this.

1:37 PM  
Blogger Magyar said...

On the soft side, these two are a warm couple, on the smile side... they're a match. Lovit Bill! _m

3:42 PM  
Blogger Dalloway said...

a strong image from so few words. nicely done.

4:13 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks, Devika, polona, Juliet, Magyar, and Dalloway. I wanted to leave open the question of whether there's a relationship here that extends beyond the tip of the cigarette. Some readers tell me this reminds them of 1940s movies, and that's all right, too.

6:46 PM  
Blogger J. Andrew Lockhart said...

this has its own romance.

9:57 PM  
Blogger John McDonald said...

enjoyed this nostalgic one Bill(yes I remember the old Bogie movies)

2:08 AM  
Blogger Gene Murtha said...

enjoyed this the first time that I
read the poem Bill!


11:46 AM  
Blogger Tikkis said...

When I smoked (secretly) my first cigarette with my cousins, we were deep to a forest, (and perhaps a risk burning the whole forest.) When returned home we were very surprised how our parents immediately cried: "You have smoked TOBACCOO!?" How on earth?

I stopped any smoking when I met a girl, she is my wife now. (Been that nearly 40 years...)

12:59 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks for the visits, Andrew, John, Gene, and tikkis. Tikkis, I'm glad that woman has been such a good influence.

9:39 PM  
Anonymous Alison said...

There is something so intimate about sharing a cigarette - or a light. And all of the elements in a cigarette, fire, air and wind... there is so much going on sensory wise.

To me, this haiku feels very romantic, even not knowing the relationship.

9:53 AM  
Blogger jem said...

I love it - such a sense of story. This feels like it could unfold forever and offer more and more. So much warmth and intimacy from such a small gesture.

4:40 AM  
Blogger haiku-shelf said...

A good haiku!

Best wishes,

7:06 AM  
Blogger Devika said...

Bill, no new ones??

Hope all is fine with you,


5:46 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thank you, alison, jem,and Angelika. Devika, I just got back from a short stay in Washington. I'm going to post one now.

8:25 PM  
Blogger Tikkis said...

Bill, visited this again, because I do like this!

I'm still not smoking! (With her we are having a small glass of red wine sometimes! Drinking that from the same glass ,-)

But when in a bar or restaurant we both have our own glasses...

That's boring.

3:18 AM  
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12:41 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Keep it up, tikkis. Almost 20 years ago, I said to Pat "I'm going to quit smoking," and I've never looked back. And I haven't had a drink for over 30 years.

But the tough one was nail biting.

7:21 AM  
Anonymous Marinela said...

Really great!

12:17 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thank you, Marinela.

6:00 AM  
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