between us, a gulf
fine lines bridge love and hate. wise,
we cherish distance
Great divide, indeed.
I’m curious. How did you come up with this haiku? Did you come up with words first or where they inspired by photo first?
…funny you should ask.
I have a thing about bridges. Other than wanting to never, never, NEVER die in a car having plunged from one (that’s an ongoing phobia), I think they’re gorgeous, and love to look at what they connect… at the land masses and the places, and how different and similar they are — In this case, the C&H factory is on one side, and on the other, a row of chi-chi townhouses with a waterview. Two different counties, two different socioeconomic and class structures … “and betwixt the two, a great gulf is affixed.” Post-Easter, the phrase “the cross that bridges the great divide/ the bridge that crosses the great divide” has been in my head (that’s a song). John Donne’s Devotions (1624) contain the familiar quote: “No man is an Iland, intire of it selfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine.” Another poem came to mind, this one probably not known to most people by Matthew Arnold. “To Marguerite – Continued” is where he talks about how severed and isolated he is from his Marguerite, and blames God for it, who “…bade betwixt their shores to be/The unplumbed salt, estranging sea. I LOVE that. So… bridges. Distance. What ties us. What divides us. All thoughts in my head.
I like to play with the idea of distance, and so I had the IDEA of the haiku ready and looked for a picture, and then wrote the words, changed the words, changed them some more… haiku, though short, requires ridiculous amounts of fiddling some days. I’m still not quite satisfied with it… ☺
Yikes! I’d never like to die that way, either.
Thanks for explanation. Very interesting. All those quotes — Very inspiring.
I tried out my hand at haiku some time ago. Discovered it’s not as simple to put together, as it looks.
Speaking of bridges!
Oh, thanks for that!
EVERY TIME we go on a ramble around Crockett, I think if we ever buy a house in Cali again, it’s going to be there – it’s just full of charm, and on the way to nowhere, which is really what one wants in a town. Also: water.