This week’s Haiku Foundation’s column, Haiku Dialogue, continued the theme of opposites attract. Loud and/or quiet prevailed throughout the many haiku on the subject. From whispers to shouts to everything in between, there was variety which included one of this pedometer geek’s haiku. It is as follows:
17-year cicadas…
the buzzing
of tinnitus
~Nancy Brady, 2020
Check out all the haiku chosen by the editor, K.J. Munro, at http://www.thehaikufoundation.org under the Troutswirl page labelled Haiku Dialogue. Next week’s prompt continues the theme with here/there, and submissions are being accepted through midnight Saturday September 19 (PST).
nbsmithblog...random digressions and musings 
Ah… tinnitus – I think listening to the cicadas might actually help.
Tried one of those noise machines for hubby – even on the lowest setting it was too loud.
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No, at least for me, that’s the sound I hear when my tinnitus is the worst. Fortunately, it is not all the time. Alas…getting old is not for wimps. I have never tried any white noise machines. If your hubby figures out what works, please let me know. One son-in-law cannot sleep without either the noise of a fan going or some other sound to relax him. I guess I have better than him; I just have to ignore the cicadas in my ears.
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Hubby acquired his by being a gentleman and going to a bar with relatives and not leaving when he should have. The noise level was as it is in most of those places way too loud. When you can’t hear yourself think – one ought to high tail it out. I didn’t go because I’m not fond of loud, crowd and maybe at the time smoke?
We returned that machine and haven’t gotten anything to replace it with… I’m sure you can find something soothing. But see if you can check out the lowest volume setting before you take it home – and know it will sound at least twice as loud at night without any competing noises.
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Mine comes and goes, JP. I don’t know what caused mine whether it was loud noises or just aging or what. Fortunately, for the most part it doesn’t bother me (as I type this I realize it is rearing its ugly head (ear?). On the other hand, I am super excited. I am going to get my hair cut. It has not been cut since January. It is almost as long as it was in high school and college. Around here, it seems like the salons either have lax rules in regards to masks or have had breakout Covid-19 infections (or both). I think I may have found someone that is rigidly following mask mandates and scrupulous about safety and cleaning. ~na
PS. Loved your mouse haibun.
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