Resplendent sparkles, or: Broken asphalt

A haibun

As a teenager, I would make the rounds with my snow shovel after heavy snowfalls in suburban New Jersey, offering my not at all highly esteemed driveway shoveling services. By my standards, the money was great. I always looked forward to winter.

Then, in college, I encountered Cleveland, Ohio winters, which can be truly treacherous. Getting to class through the ice-crusted snow was nearly impossible – I quickly learned to fear the freezing rains that fell on the tail ends of heavy blizzards.

resplendent sparkles
overlay broken asphalt
invisible ice

Go Dog Go Cafe’s Haibun Wednesday

  • This week’s prompt is to write a haibun inspired by the word ‘crack(s)’.
  • From
    • 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.”

Twiglets #290

ice-crusted snow

Moonwashed Weekly Challenge


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)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

38 thoughts on “Resplendent sparkles, or: Broken asphalt”

  1. This haibun made me chuckle. Lake effect snow is my life for far too many months out of the year! That freezing rain on top of the snow can really be treacherous! Beautiful when a single moment of sun hits it but mostly it is a killer (of cars, backs, boots with heels, and tree branches)…

  2. Did some Chicago winters. A California law school class mate declared that he couldn’t stand the “friction.” I thought that was a good word for it. Coats. Boots. Walking slow. The sting of snow and sleet and wind. Friction indeed.

      1. Of course – but we are in the middle of a freezing cold winter here and adding in complications like icy roads doesn’t sound very enticing – however in our stinking hot summer I could very easily be enticed by snowball fights and skiing and the whole winter wonderland feel. But right now it sounds awful – there is a howling wind outside and I’ve got the fireplace stoked 😊

  3. I moved to Marlton, NJ from Hollywood, FL in 1996 – the year of the 1996 Blizzard. I seemed to be the only that liked it! lol. We get a little snow where I live now and I don’t mind it as long as I don’t have to drive in it. ❄️ ☃️

        1. I was born in a country where it rarely snows. In Lisbon…never. I’ve lived four years in two Canary islands and beach was my playground (we can swim the whole year). I need the ☀️ to be happy. Strangely, I met my husband in the French Alps, on a cold and snowy evening. Life at its best!

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