NaHaiWriMo Day 10

my peach jam on winter toast — chickadee snow

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11 Responses to NaHaiWriMo Day 10

  1. ajoops says:

    Peach jam on winter toast. Lovely!!!

  2. Bill says:

    Dang girl, I admire your giftings. Bill

    • Yousei Hime says:

      Bill,
      Awesome to have you here. Glad you like it. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve written something and wondered, “I wonder what Hood would think of this?” You do that?

      • Bill says:

        Sometimes–but not as much as I once. did. I like to think that he’s read my thesis, but I haven’t had the nerve to ask him, or even send the link. For those of us who fell under his influence, I doubt we will ever get past wondering. I told him when I saw him last that we used to talk about the Hoodian influence on English literature. He was amused.

        • Yousei Hime says:

          Bill,
          Haha. I can see that. I think I can imagine his expression. I liked him, but he always intimidated me. I think he went kind of easy on my writing. I always felt his comments fell into three categories: silence (which meant it sucked but he wasn’t saying so), harsh, and sparse praise (kind of like my in-laws “that’s not too bad”). As a matter of fact, my in-laws are actually from the same area of Kentucky, so that shouldn’t be too surprising. Still, I’d really like to show him some sometime to see what I get.

  3. sandy says:

    It works for me.

  4. Raven says:

    How lovely are your words.

    • Yousei Hime says:

      Raven,
      I struggled a bit with this one. It ended up being a combination of using a prompt word, thoughts of what little winter we have (light snow) finally turning to spring, and yesterday’s scene of chickadee’s flitting about everywhere in a mad dance. I don’t think the haiku suggests all that, but that is where it’s bones were created.

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