Yesterday I ate my first one this year of those fruits in the photo. In Haiti we call them mandarines, but in our house we call them mikans, because that's what my husband grew up calling them. This year they haven't been readily available because they mostly grow in the south, and gang activity has caused it to be really difficult to get products from there up here to where we live. I was very thankful to get to eat one.
And I'm thankful that I succeeded in posting one of these gratiku every day in November!
Juice both sweet and tart
Skin that slides off easily —
Fruit that beat danger
Birdtober? Gratiku? What's up with me and these made-up words and daily posting? Well, I've learned that a tiny little burst of creativity each day helps keep me going, stops me from being entirely fixated on the mess. That's why I post daily photos on Facebook. And that's why I'm doing these writing projects. This one is a daily haiku about something I'm thankful for. (A gratitude haiku - get it?) As long as the internet keeps working, I'm going to try to post one every day in November.
5 comments:
Gratiku, what a beautiful notion. It gave me pause to think that the mandarin in my lunch, while available for such a short season, was readily available in my safe, close grocery while it made a perilous journey to you. Thank you for making me consider the struggles and joys of others today.
Ruth, a lovely exercise of gratitude. I have enjoyed reading your gratiku this month. Yes, like Readingteachsu said, it is good to consider the struggles and joys of others today. I'm thinking of you in Haiti today and most days. Thank you for your work and love for that country. Peace and more mikans.
We so often take for granted the things we have until we are no longer able to get them. Taking time to appreciate who and what goes into our getting food and supplies is something we should all do and never take for granted. Thanks for the reminder.
Congratulations on attaining your gratiku goal! And for reiterating the saving grace of creativity. That last line of your poem is fascinating to me.
I love this idea of posting haiku of gratitude, and I especially love this one. There's something to be said for the simple pleasure of the perfect fruit at the right time. People ask me what my favorite fruit is, and the only way I can answer that accurately is to tell them, "whatever is in season." =))
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