Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille – “Oku no Hosomichi” or writing a haibun.

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The Praktikum. I was accepted to have an apprenticeship with BASF Chemical Company, in Ludwigshafen, Germany. It’s the largest production site worldwide and the company’s global headquarters and research centre. I spoke no German, but then, I’ve survived in France and Switzerland without French, so why not? I was convinced I’d get by and would learn the language when I’m there. I was allocated in the Inorganic Department, producing and analysing some dyes. Herr (Mister) Raider provided me a name who was also working in the same building, but in a different laboratory. “He’ll help you get sorted,” he said. Hence, first thing in the morning, I knocked on Room 602 and a tall English man opened it, some parts of his white shirt still untucked from his trousers. “I am, indeed.” was his answer to my question and that hooked me! “Such an accent,” I thought. He helped me obtain my lab gown and safety goggles that morning and waited for me for lunch every day. “There’s your English man again,” my Laborant (laboratory technician) would say.

I knocked on his door
an English man opened it
you’ve got to help me

me on second floor
and him on the 6th floor
joy in that building

and that was the start
of chemistry in motion
action, reaction

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The Butterfly. Many summers ago, when HRH the son was around 5, we went to the Roundway Park in Leeds. They had a butterfly garden there. HRH the son was fascinated by the butterflies, running after them, trying to catch them. We told him that if he kept still, some butterflies might be attracted to him and would come to him. That wasn’t easy for a boy to keep still, but he did. After some time, he saw a yellow and red butterfly sleeping in one of the leaves. He watched it with interest and patience. I’d never forget his excitement when he saw that it was waking up and started fluttering up and down the garden.

pretty butterfly
wings beating the summer air
frail and delicate

For: Heeding Haiku (with Chèvrefeuille)

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4 comments

  1. Chèvrefeuille · October 22, 2015

    Two wonderful haibun Lady Lee. That second haibun is really a nice one.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. georgeplace2013 · October 22, 2015

    I love how you met your husband and the second is such a sweet memory

    Liked by 1 person

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