The Present

Frank over at dVerse has laid down the challenge to write a haibun about the present. I’ve got to admit this is the first time I’ve written anything in this style, so I hope that I haven’t taken too many liberties with what a haibun is supposed to be. Go check out the other awesome entries over at dVerse


Here we stand, at the intersection of past and future. We stand eternally on a tipping point, all of possibility stretches out before and behind. Every heartbeat has led up to it. Every hope and dream coalesce around it. The infinite and the fleeting.

So proud stands the oak
Breathe in deep, the sun soaked skies
Know the here and now

The present, now, here. See it, feel it, touch it. Taste the possibility. The conjunction of all probabilities past, the explosion of all probabilities as they refract ever onwards. Watch as all we have been, all we will ever be, meets in a grain of sand. A toss of a coin. A turn of phrase.

Fast flows the river
The hope of future laughter
Silver glint of fish

Ever slipping away, never to be held. We cannot grasp the moment. Just touch, just kiss, just savour the present that is never present long. Forever joining, forever parting. Forever wondering when when became now, when now became then.

The warmth of hot brick
Moon shadows dancing in grass
The taste of your love


Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment
The Lonely Recluse

~ by The Lonely Recluse on April 27, 2021.

16 Responses to “The Present”

  1. This is beautiful and akin to infatuation and love, one can find themselves just diving into this piece. That anxiety, that serenity, I love the topics you delve in here as it leads up to every different moment or one of the same. This moment has reason, especially if we focus on the anticipation leading up to it. It’s a beautiful thing and you communicate it very well. An amazing write.

    • Thank you for such a kind comment. The fact that it turned into a love poem (or infatuation does seem to fit nicely) was a surprise to me, one of those points where the narrative decides itself. Glad you enjoyed it

  2. I like how you wrote a short string of haibuns. 🙂 It seems to fit with the theme of the fleeting present moment.

    • It felt like what the poem wanted to do for itself, it didn’t feel right to make the first paragraph longer, and it didn’t feel finished with just the first haibun. Thanks for the comment

  3. Beautiful composed. I often contemplate ‘when will be now’. We need always say when, but when does when arrive?

  4. Wow. This is gorgeous. And all 3 haikus interspersed throughout your prose are gorgeous – you could have gone with any one of them alone for this prompt!


    David

    • Yeah, doing the 3 might have been a bit much, but the poem didn’t feel finished with just the first, and 3 is better than 2. Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for the kind comment

  5. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. You captured it extremely well.

  6. This is amazing….a chained haibun, beautifully composed. Cheers.

  7. Such truth. Moments are fleeting, never to return. Catch them while you can!

  8. I love how you used the haiku to describe what you see in the present while telling us how we are constantly moving, and every second is a crossroad.

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