I originally was going to give a somewhat winded explanation as to why I wrote this haibun, but I decided against it. After all, a haibun is supposed to speak for itself, is it not? :-)
Haibun #3
It has been a hurried day. The morning was dangerously cold at only three degrees Fahrenheit; the air turned my unprotected hands a nasty shade of pink. I stressed myself with an unnecessary responsibility.
steel drums
made of oil barrells
echo in thin air
About Me
- Melanie Tokar
- I am a college student with Creative Writing major/Film minor at Bowling Green State University. I have been writing poetry for a little more than ten years now and fiction for about five. I played several instruments while growing up, including the B-flat clarinet, alto clarinet, oboe, and the piano (which I still play). I also enjoy singing as I see it as a release for my emotions. I love to keep journals but it seems to be easier for me to update one on the computer, which is why I created this account. I still use regular journals; I just need to quit procrastinating on keeping them updated!
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