That is often the case with: That is often the case with love of the romantic kind. There is a spontaneity and unexpectedness, such an enormous blessing of finding each other unexpectedly. Thanks for sharing.
In sci-fi terms, poetry is: In sci-fi terms, poetry is akin to the 'unidentified' that is sequestered and put under the knife rather than being allowed to live and interacted with, learned from, enjoyed and celebrated!
In my opinion, your prose: In my opinion, your prose statement---this one right here, right now---is the best summary introduction to Poetry that I have ever read, and it is far superior to academic or scholary treatments of Poetry and the reason for reading them. These words of yours should be handed out to every student who takes a Poetry course. I attended a Poetry class during my senior undergrad year: it was given only one every three years, and admission to it was by invitation/recommendation only. And, after the first couple of days, I realized that it looked far better in the course catalogue than it really was. The course omitted all literary history, and all of the classic "great" Poets---and concentrated on contemporary (1970's) poetry in a book which contained a good many of the instructor's favorites or actual acquaintances. For a course that most of the seniors had waited their entire four years to take, it was a crushing disappointment; and I not only said so in my course evaluation, I actually signed the evaluation after giving it the most ruthless response of which I was then capable. But this Haibun you have written would have made the entire course, back in 1980, laughably superfluous and totaly unneccesary.
But, going forward, I hope some way can be found to get this to young Poets just starting out, or students of Poetry before they are subjected to professors who are so stale they are better qualified to be mummies than teachers.
I have commented on your Poetry before; but this particular Haibun, and the Senryu it precedes, are among the most brilliant that I have ever read, on postpoems or elsewhere. You should be very, very, very proud of this piece, and I am grateful that despite my affliction, I have lived long enough to read this splendid Haibun and to offer my grateful response in a comment.
Thanks Patricia. The note: Thanks Patricia. The note about images becoming sound is quite an important take away for me, of course, that and and sounds transforming into images in turn. Picking up on the phases and movements is likewise commendable as this was one of the aspects of this poem that was hoped to get across to the mindful reader. Thus completes the cycle of the pleasures of reading and being read. You are much appreciated.
Thank you so much for the: Thank you so much for the observations on the literary characteristics and devices. It allows us a useful grasp of poetic parts and how they can be put to use if future compositions. You are much appreciated.
I have to applaud your: I have to applaud your signature imagination! Besides inviting some fun experimentation, this whimsical little template tells an emotionally charged story. Loving your killer wit!
"I crumble inward"
Sigh.: "I crumble inward"
Sigh. Perfect . . .
The prompt sent you on a metaphorical quest that began with gulls "in a snowy dance" and ended with breathtaking introspection. The outer world, projected with skillful explosions of language, reflects an inner world of drama and discovery that is presented as a silky stream of consciousness.
Emotions posing as beauty. Wonderful.
Images become sound and vice: Images become sound and vice versa in this astonishing last act before sunrise. The quatrains, as Starward observed, generate motion—a satin, theatrical, melodic descent that illustrates the moon's setting as well as its phases.
Astronomical splendor.
We have had a bifurcated: We have had a bifurcated economy for a couple decades now. There are always people profiting or doing well even when the economy struggles or is in the dumps. There's also going to be a lot of people struggling and falling thru the cracks even when the economy is booming.
This poem certainly presents: This poem certainly presents the complexity of the situation . . . a presentation which a lesser Poet would bungle, but you have brought it to the screen with skill and finesse.
This poem is like a: This poem is like a choreography: each of the quatrains sets an action into motion, so that the sum total makes for a very effective process, like the phases of the moon.