This week at the Haiku Foundation’s weekly column, Haiku Dialogue, the photo prompt was that of an old broken down wagon covered with vines; however, it wasn’t mandatory to use that particular image. Marietta McGregor, who is the column’s guest editor, went on to say that it was “finding peace and contemplation…in worn, imperfect, and transient things.”
There were many haiku poets that wrote about their haiku moment, past and present, with old wagons, but this pedometer geek writer went in a different direction, and is grateful that the editor chose to include it in the column. The haiku is as follows:
~Nancy Brady, 2021
Although my grandmother has been gone for fifty years, I still remember her door stops made from heavy flat irons. Before the irons of today, if anyone actually uses an iron on clothing any more.—I do, occasionally, but I digress, there were flat irons.
The iron was heated on stoves and then used to press the clothing item until it cooled down when it would be replaced by another heated flat iron. I can’t imagine the time and energy it must have taken to iron even one shirt.
Regardless, my grandmother’s flat irons made effective door stops.
To read all the haiku on wagons and other worn, imperfect, and transient things, check out Haiku Dialogue on the Haiku Foundation: http://www.thehaikufoundation.org
Thank you, Marietta for seeing something worthwhile in my haiku; it is appreciated