All Is Not Lost

I’ve nearly forgotton about our late July trips to the dump, but I have muscle memory of it. lil girl

In the back of dad’s ford truck, I sat on the wheel hub, hemmed in by splintered two by fours with holes in them from the nails I pounded out, some powdery drywall puzzle pieces I helped tear apart, and the broom mom gave me to sweep it all out with when we were done.

“Get it out there, girl!” Dad hollered at me with his thumbs tucked under his overall straps just below the silver buckles. He’d feed me more wood so I could far-fling it, shot-put it, side-wind it, or swing toss our demolition into the hole we called, ‘stinking oblivion.’

I heaved everything we had into a mingled mixed-up mountain of tree branches, cut grass and splintered lumber, being careful not to put a foot too close to the edge. Always, after we finished, dad would wipe his brow with a blue bandana  folded four times inside his left pocket, and open the red ice chest to retrieve chilled Visine drops for his tired eyes, along with one fresh soda a piece for him and me.

We’d sit on the tailgate, taking swigs of orange pop.  I’d swing my legs out over the great chasm, all satisfied-like.

come~ sit at the edge

of a broken earth and see

that all is not lost



    • It’s amazing the moments we’ve forgotten, and a blessing that sometimes they come, out of oblivion, back to us.

    • Thank you. The haiku is in a completely different voice, and I almost like it better. Are haibuns allowed to be so narrative?

      • My understanding of the haibon is that it is meant to be a prose form in which you describe the moment but there seem to be so many different takes in the same way the haikus vary from what I originally thought their structure was. I am sure there are others far more qualified than me to assist you in this. I love the challenge of it all. Just keep putting down words you feel happy with. Enjoy!

    • Tim. The way you capitalized ‘very’ makes me happy. I, too, like the yanking haiku at the end that makes it a ‘haibun.’ Rhymes with fun, and that’s all that matters in my book! Thank YOU for your comment.

  1. Oh that transition from the prose to the haiku is the bestI have seen yet! Superb! Full of real details,the bandana folded four times…the chasm…..very powerful in all the emotions it evokes, without ever lecturing. Great stuff – really. We will be doing the Honourable Mentions in Dispatches at the end of each month now,which accordingly means haibun writers can of course feature more than once.

  2. I enjoyed reading this. Your recollections are detailed and you bring the reader right there. Nicely done! -Maureen

    • Maureen, it’s nice to know your name. I have enjoyed reading your haibun at twocamps as well. Such a nice small group, which I’m sure is destined to become bigger.

  3. Hi Angie, I loved your haibun. I did notice your comments to Summerstommy. In my opinion I believe that that the haibun is being transformed to a degree as various writers from different parts of the world, delve into their own exploration of presenting their piece. And that is to me what is exciting about the Haibun today. I believe the absoluteness of style is being transformed. There are still boundaries but … each writer is stretching their own unique style, incorporating it into the understood aspects of yesterdays haibun, not a bad thing at all. Yours is excellent – for example. And the haiku perfect! 🙂

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