March Madness

To the sound of tom-cats the moon unveils her pockmarked face. I walk across the frozen grass knowing that the snow drops droop to the weight of frost. The forecast for tomorrow is another spell of wind and rain. March is madness with its change, but still more than a fortnight away the night is still longer than the day. Soon we will enter the mud-season when ground-frost thaws. We are at an end and a beginning in the middle of madness.

a flock of sparrows
conferring about weather —
bramble comes alive

The Thaw, Eragny
Camille Pissarro

Today Frank hosts dVerse Haibun monday and the topic is March Madness, I decided to talk about the weather today, though I think that there is real madness in the world today.

March 3, 2025

18 responses to “March Madness

  1. So much to like about this one. The discomfort of the first line, the drooping, frosted flowers, the “spell of madness” over the weather. I was just noticing the breakdown (pun intended) of day hours and night hours on my weather app via sunset and sunrise times. Wonderful haiku. Bird chatter amongst thorns is such a vivid/sensory image.

  2. This is what I really enjoy, or appreciate is a better word, in haibun, a description of nature like this, tight, sharp, involving sound, movement, and creating feeling in the reader, with an epiphany or point maybe made, like the fitting last sentence in your prose. The haiku fit just right, did not repeat merely…made for very good read in my favourite form.

  3. There is indeed real madness in the world today, Björn, but the weather is a welcome distraction. I like how you started with ‘the sound of tom-cats’ and then moved on to snow drops drooping with the weight of frost. Our weather has improved at the moment, with frost in the morning and lovely spring sunshine by the afternoon. I love the ‘flock of sparrows conferring about weather’ – I can see them from my window.

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