A haibun
I still remember her name: Jacqueline.
At the time, I was in first grade and feeling very unsure of what life might have in store.
My family would be moving from Iowa to New Jersey shortly; and I’d never see any of my little classmates again. On what I believe was my final day of school, I brought my camera, presumably to take photographs of all that I would be leaving behind in Iowa City.
All throughout that year, I’d been chasing her around on the playground but never quite knew what to do when I caught her, which always left me with a confused sense of awkward unfulfillment… Jackie.
That final day, she was wearing a purple t-shirt and skirt, squinting through her big glasses, tousled brown hair aglow in the sunlight. Excitedly, I asked her to stand still next to the school building because I was “taking photos of everything” before moving far away. In truth, I only ever wanted to have a photograph of her.
fuzzy photograph
Iowa afternoon light
squinting, skinny girl
d’Verse poetics prompt
After St Valentine left the building.
At d’Verse, poets were encouraged to do write poems the Valentines that didnโt happen. The lost loves, the ones that didnโt work out: the holiday romance whose number you lost; the girl you chatted with on a train who was travelling to meet her fiancรฉ; the guy who seemed perfect, but stood you up.
Go Dog Go Cafeโs Haibun Wednesday
- This weekโs prompt is to write a haibun about a love lost.
- From Poetry.org:
- In How to Haiku, Bruce Ross writes, “If a haiku is an insight into a moment of experience, a haibun is the story or narrative of how one came to have that experience.”
Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.
–Ben Harper (b. 1969)
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A sweet story – I love it!
๐ค๐ Grace ๐๐ค
That is so sweet!
๐๐ Sascha ๐๐
That’s lovely! I hope it’s a true story. I wonder if she remembers you and that photograph?
๐คท Jane ๐คท ~ highly unlikely!
You might be surprised. Now, that would make a great story.
That’s the deepest most long-lasting kind of love… not chance for disappointment. Heartwarming sweet, David. โค
๐๐ Susan ๐๐
Such a lovely poem full of the purity and joy of childhood.
๐๐ Anna ๐๐
I hope you still have that picture…. it’s a lovely sweet story…
Sadly, I don’t, Bjรถrn ๐
Ah, thatt’s lovely. The haiku is beautiful, and the story is so sweet.
๐๐ Sarah ๐๐
lovely halibun of your squinty skinny friend David! ๐
Do you still have her picture?
No, I don’t. It was lost in the seas of time…
What a wonderful way of storytelling
The haiku is so so pretty
I have a best friend called Jackie
๐ฅฐ๐ Abi ๐๐ฅฐ
I adore the haibun. The combination of a story and Haiku seem like a perfect pair to me. A sweet memory described perfectly.
๐โฅ๏ธ Lauren โฅ๏ธ๐
How wonderful that you still carry that memory around with you. (K)
๐๐ Kerfe ๐๐
Nice snapshot snapshot David.
๐๐ Ron ๐๐