the zen of folding diapers
mother’s hands
smoothing snowy brilliance
worries dissolve
© 2001-2009 catnapping 10:48 AM
March 04, 2006
smoothing snowy brilliance
worries dissolve
smoothing snowy brilliance
worries dissolve
8 Comments:
having a 1 yr old and another on way, I really identify with this (even though I'm not a mom!)
Keeping busy I see.
The calm way the diapers are folded here in your poem is so wonderfully soothing - I wish I had enjoyed that sort of calmness when my kids were infants!
My life then was more like:
the smoke alarm
goes off in the kitchen -
changing his diaper
lol
But then, I hadn't discovered haiku yet...
Deborah P Kolodji
http://dkolodji.livejournal.com
Can I ask why precisely three liens? It the type of poetry you're writing guided by a special set of rules?
Real zen koan, at least for me...
there's nothing like a woman's touch, but especially a mother's. :)
Pragmatician: See the Wikipedia entry for haiku, it will tell all.
Yes, that would do it. Cat you have a gentle touch with your words. Very nice!
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