{"id":971,"date":"2007-02-11T20:09:11","date_gmt":"2007-02-11T20:09:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=971"},"modified":"2007-02-11T20:09:11","modified_gmt":"2007-02-11T20:09:11","slug":"new-haibun-by-anne-brooke","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/new-haibun-by-anne-brooke\/","title":{"rendered":"New haibun by Anne Brooke"},"content":{"rendered":"

A journey with my father<\/span>
 <\/span>
You walk in shades of brown and metal. My tiny hand in yours is lost. A leaf consumed by the tree, I laugh and jump imaginary puddles. My yellow boots mark time on the ground and you smile.<\/span>
 <\/span>
autumn sifts your blood<\/span>
sugar and spice and all things<\/span>
drowned in your dark eye<\/span>
 <\/span>
I smell of spring, you of grass and gunshot, the acidity of apples, green and red, the emeralds and rubies my mother wears for Christmas. You are a fox or a badger hunting as the sky turns brindled-grey for winter.<\/span>
 <\/span>
the crows do not sing<\/span>
their black wings weighed down in ice<\/span>
penetrate my flesh<\/span>
 <\/span>
The trees are silent now and even the apples, like jewels, have fallen, rotted to mulch on the infertile soil. My hand hangs loose, a seed in the wind, unplanted. A torn leaf. The boots are packed away and the puddles are dry.<\/span>
 <\/span>
thirty years after<\/span>
I bear just your one gold ring<\/span>
and carry your name<\/p>\n

\u2022 Anne Brooke was born in Essex but lives in Surrey. Nobody's shopped her yet. She can be found at www.annebrooke.com<\/a> which also includes details of her latest novel A Dangerous Man<\/span>.
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