For Linda’s prompt at dVerse Poets, for “Prosery” Monday. Prosery is where prose and poetry collide, sort of like a haibun but fictional. Mine is true. I rarely write flash fiction. It is ended with a landay, an Afghan poetic form written and sung by the women.
Lake Moon
“The winter moon becomes a companion, the heart of the priest, sunk in meditation…” Yasunari Kawabata
I sat wrapped in my grandmother’s quilt by the dark lake. The full cold moon shone white in the black sky and reflected on the water. Never have I touched anything smoother than the reflection of that moon. A few wild dogs passed within a few feet of me and lapped up the reflection of that moon. A line from a poem popped in my head – “A cow is screaming across the arroyo.” Suddenly I jerked awake. It was pre-dawn and the crows were waking, cawing. The cow was far away in my dreams and the dogs had wandered away in their quest for food. The full cold moon brings long winter days – animals burrow beneath the fallen leaves for warmth.
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Dec 09, 2019 @ 15:50:26
I love how you mingled the dream with reality from the moon lit lake to waking up to another winter day… sounds like a perfect way to sleep
Dec 09, 2019 @ 15:52:27
It is. Being in the cold and being toasty warm is wonderful.
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Dec 09, 2019 @ 16:00:58
Great descriptives Toni.
Dec 09, 2019 @ 16:02:48
Bravo for combining the prosery prompt with Sana’s last prompt for the Toads, Toni! I enjoy your autobiographical pieces.
Dec 09, 2019 @ 16:50:30
I like the aspect of sleeping and waking being blurred, and those dream images are powerful ones! You were safe, wrapped in grandma’s quilt.
Dec 09, 2019 @ 17:01:08
I liked how the line from the poem became the trigger for wakening. I considered using wild dogs, but went with coyotes.
Dec 09, 2019 @ 17:49:29
Lol. We have coyotes in this part of the country but I wanted to get away from the western theme of this. As I stated in my intro I did not write fiction. The crows are actually the trigger for my awakening, not coyotes. This is a haibun ended with a landay rather than a classic haiku
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Dec 09, 2019 @ 17:08:23
Excellent detail. Love the ending lines.
Dec 09, 2019 @ 19:02:09
i like your description of the cold moon shining white on the lake against the black sky.
Dec 10, 2019 @ 09:56:41
A cow in a dream is said to be a sign of prosperity and happiness. Hopefully the screaming cow is not a bad portent.
Dec 10, 2019 @ 13:31:07
Hopefully!
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Dec 10, 2019 @ 14:22:32
I particularly liked the way you evoked the smoothness of water at night.
Dec 10, 2019 @ 18:34:51
The drifting in and out of sleep, of the fine line between dreaming and reality… nicely written.
Dec 10, 2019 @ 19:05:07
I like the that line of verse popping into your dream. It made the whole piece work for me. Very clever way to include in inside this very different tale – and just like the way dreams work.
Dec 10, 2019 @ 19:18:02
Nicely worked, that dream aspect
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Dec 12, 2019 @ 13:39:03
Wrapped in your grandmother’s quilt beside a dark lake in the moonlight. A perfect embrace in your grandmother’s handiwork for a dream. And the landay is beautiful.
So sorry for the late reading…it seems time gets away from me more and more these days.