Motivation is what gets you started. Habit is what keeps you going.
song birds silenced
by the crisp morning air
—remnants of summer
I have been spending a lot of time outside because this happens to be my favorite time of year. And, I am trying to enjoy the gorgeous weather we are having before the snow flies, or the cold, dark days set in.
While on a run two nights ago, the sun was setting in the west, but rain clouds had settled in the east. It made for an intense sunset. Rather than letting the pictures explain, I wanted to Haiku this event. Yes, I just used Haiku as a verb…seemed appropriate.
Intense autumn hues,
clouds stretching from west to east—
Whispy cotton candy.
If you noticed, I strayed from 5-7-5. In the last line I used six syllables—artistic license. I don’t stray from the rules of haiku often, but it was appropriate today.
MFA in Creative Writing
I picked up a book called The Portable MFA in Creative Writing about a year ago. I have been to school for several things. I have a bachelor’s degree and a master’s degree and I also studied at an art school, but didn’t receive a certification. Anyway, I love school, but at this point in my life I simply cannot go back to school for one reason or another. Let’s just say money.
I have read all sections except for the poetry section. I started this yesterday and I wanted to share a few notes. It may seem obvious, but for those of us who are not only poetry writers, but writers of other genres, this tidbit is something to remember when searching for the perfect word(s).
“A good poem makes us sit up and take notice. A short story or novel may take us on a roller coaster of highs and lows, but is never as immediate as a poem simply because we expect to live in the world of the novel for the long haul. We settle in. We meander through.
In a poem every word counts, no matter how small, how seemingly insignificant. There is no filler in a poem, no transitional passage that works mainly to orient the reader to a shift in time or a particular setting.” Page 198
I’ll share more thoughts from my reading at a later date.
Does anyone have an MFA in Creative Writing? Was it worth the time and money?
I had so much fun over the weekend, I felt compelled to share a couple of Haiku poems. The pictures are a repeat, but I wanted to write about them anyway.
Parcel of peppers
Red, green and golden delight;
slice, dice, julienne.
Mayowood Mansion Haiku
A tea room sits on
a hillside. Waiting for guests—
now, it’s time for tea.
Happy Tuesday to you!
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Monday started with a smile and I think it was leftover from the weekend. I finally had a weekend to fill the well, and it was the perfect weekend.
Sunday, Adlai and I drove to Sekapp Orchard in Rochester. It’s on a main highway, but it’s still off the beaten path. I passed by Sekapp on my way home from Rochester last Friday and decided that I wanted to purchase a pumpkin from them this year.
It was a pleasant surprise upon arrival because they had so much to offer. There were colorful mums…
Mini pumpkins and gourds…
Red and green peppers…
Lots and lots of pumpkins…
And one happy girl who found the perfect pumpkin.
My weekend was filled with many wonderful activities and people, and I wanted to leave you with this little nugget from writer, Anne Lamott.
“There is ecstasy in paying attention.” Anne Lamott
May you always have the time and patience to pay attention to the mini pumpkins, gourds and mums around you.