{"id":20935,"date":"2016-08-19T10:59:38","date_gmt":"2016-08-19T09:59:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/?p=20935"},"modified":"2016-08-24T10:41:04","modified_gmt":"2016-08-24T09:41:04","slug":"haiku-my-heart-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/haiku-my-heart-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Haiku my heart"},"content":{"rendered":"

There was a time, years ago, that I joined the online haiku circle Haiku my Heart.<\/a>
\nI wrote a haiku every Friday.
\nI haven’t forgotten.<\/p>\n

I now live in another town.
\nMy ‘home’ is an apartment
\nin a rotten, concrete building.
\nThere is no garden.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\"meanderflat\"<\/a>

Photo: Anda van Riet<\/p><\/div>\n

.<\/p>\n

I get out of bed and make coffee.
\nMug in hand, I step onto the balcony.
\nLate Summer.
\nThe tree lost some leaves already,
\nwhich makes the ugly building behind it
\nvisible.
\nA taste of the bare winter view
\nthat will surely come.<\/p>\n

\"balkon\"<\/a><\/p>\n

I change my view.
\nI zoom in on the balcony railing,
\nand smile.<\/p>\n

There’s a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in…<\/em> (Leonard Cohen)<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\"korstmos\"<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kaal. Massief beton.
\nOndoordringbaar. Groen korstmos
\ndoet ferm een poging.<\/td>\n		<\/td>\nImpenetrable.
\nSolid concrete. But lichen
\ndoes a bold attempt.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

 <\/p>\n

It’s good to join the Haiku circle
\nand virtual embrace Rebecca again<\/p>\n

It might be just this one week
\nor I might pick up where I left years ago
\nand write a haiku every week.<\/p>\n

We’ll see….<\/p>\n

Have a great weekend y’all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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