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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

summer night

summer night
the ambulance
pulses red
This is obviously out of season, at least in the northern hemisphere. It was written for a kukai in which "color" was the assigned theme. "snow crust," which I posted recently, was written for the same kukai.


Blogger Devika said...

The inevitability of life...

Good one, Bill -- though seems slightly odd for the theme "colour"


8:34 PM  
Blogger John McDonald said...

great image

2:01 AM  
Blogger Dalloway said...

yes, a great New York image

2:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bill, your haiku posted lately are powerful. I believe I read the last one somewhere before. Zhanna P. Rader

5:03 AM  
Blogger Gillena Cox said...

i like the use o the term 'pulses' here

much love

5:20 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Actually, Devika, "theme" overstates it a bit. The requirement was simply to include a color in the poem.

Thanks, John and Dalloway. Yes, a common enough city sight, but you can also find it out on the highway.

Zhanna,great to hear from you. You will have seen this one if you participated in the same kukai, and I presume you did.

That's the word that made it for me, Gillena.

6:29 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

O.K. That's where I saw it. And it was on my list of favorites. I might have even voted for it. I do not have a blog, but I read Vaughn's blog from time to time, and I clicked on your name there to get here. :)


7:38 AM  
Blogger gautami tripathy said...

Loved 'pulses red'

10:22 AM  
Blogger Magyar said...

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10:27 AM  
Blogger Magyar said...

There is that "feeling" when the ambulance light throbs; that sense is in your words, Bill. _m

10:31 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Zhanna, glad you could make it. I've been enjoying your work for quite a while.

Gautami and Magyar, my thanks.

8:16 PM  
Blogger polona said...

ah yes... all the anxiety and hope of an emergency ride contained in this haiku

11:27 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

I like your "anxiety and hope," Polona.

7:51 PM  
Blogger Tikkis said...

I read this also, and I did like it. I felt sad, because I saw there a sick man or woman, - pulsing, I hope!

Summer night here means that because of light nights this red pulse is not so "strong", but the noise?

3:11 AM  
Blogger jem said...

There's a great feeling of tension in this, perhaps of the heat of the summer night, the anxiety that ambulances always raise even if they aren't coming for you. The word 'pulses' and the colour red. Very atmospheric.

5:47 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Red is also a "hot" color, tikkis.

A very thoughtful reading, jem.

Thanks, both.

7:17 AM  
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5:56 AM  

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