Friday, November 10, 2006

November 10 Haibun

sunrise 012


My day starts in the dark. I have my alarm set for 4:45 and I am almost always already awake these days. Punkin is teething and Buddy Boy has nighmares. He comes in my room afraid of monsters, snores for a while and takes my blankets, then wakes up again and goes back to his own bed. Night after night of this routine has worn me to a frazzle. Last night I took my quilt and pillow and went into his room and slept in his abandoned bed. It was the best 6 hours of sleep I have had in a month. There is no alarm in that room so I woke without knowing if I was insomniac or late for coffee.

the cat cries gently
waiting outside the closed door -
clock down the hall

I go down in the cold house and start the coffee, feed the cat and reach for my Bible. I plan to sit for half an hour but often get lost in daydreams and wind up late for my shower. I have started eating Irish oatmeal (gluten free) for breakfast and waking the boys later and later. If they go from bed to me dressing them to a bagel in the car there are no temper tantrums, miraculously. I used to think we should eat together and I endured at least one blow-out over shoes or coats or what to eat....

she stands at the sink -
quiet; dark window; oatmeal;
then wakes the children.

The kitchen is mine and the cat's. By the time I am dressed and ready to start the day-long rush I can see the eastern sky growing rose and gold. Taking a risk at being late for work, I run up to the attic with my camera, trying to avoid the phone lines and traffic lights. The open window brings in cold crisp air and I take several deep breaths.

attic window
above the morning stirring -
lean into the light

Andromeda Jazmon, 2006

Read more about Haibun as a poetic form, and other poet's haibun at One Deep Breath.

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11 comments:

Jennifer said...

Oh, I love this photo. So glad you took the time to capture the moment on film and in words. I think every day I need to take a picture of the road between my house and my sisters... I never have my camera in the car.

Nancy said...

I've added you to the Poetry Friday roundup. Thanks!

Pearl said...

Lovely and lyrical. I'm glad you shared your one breath.

Anonymous said...

I love this, it's absolutely beautiful - the poem, and the way you start your day. Gorgeous.

jzr said...

Gorgeous photo!! And I remember those days with little ones. Wow! How time flies! My oldest will be 40 in February!

Jane Poe (aka Deborah) said...

Gorgeous haibun and photo. I remember the days of mothering when my children were younger ... the lack of sleep, the quiet moments of respite. lovely post, JP

Anonymous said...

beautiful. and I love the photo.

Joy aka Wild Child said...

I have to echo everyone's comments... beautiful.

I like how you conveyed how your mornings have changed, how found your routine works best for you.

paris parfait said...

Lovely photo and haibun!

Patry Francis said...

Great photo. I really felt present in your early morning hour through seeing it and reading your haibun. What an interesting form!

Anonymous said...

Beautiful. Just beautiful.

I wake up an hour before the rest of the clan for peaceful moments.