Haibun Today

A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Editor
Volume 5, Number 3, September 2011

Gary LeBel
Cumming, Georgia, USA



every mile, down tidal rivers weaving death with clotted silt, in the cottonmouths that swim thru marshes lush with a tyrant's will to flourish, hunger in a sky that swallows wings and islands, in gators rattling a century's eyeteeth in their bellies,

hunger for a daybreak, for a seacoast, for brackish winds engorged with the smell of lust on Tethys' breath, hunger in the swish of palm leaves along a boulevard whose lazy susurrations gather dreams about them as a shepherdess tends her flock,

hunger out of boredom, out of emptiness, out of failed expectations, peace-less and demoralized, choked with half-truths and stumbling drunk in shoes of wisdom three sizes too big,

but still hungry for a morning spread with the chill of sand and tepid breezes, for an olive-green hypnosis, for the level, steady engines of the rolling surf,

hungry for the year's first swim.

brododactylos Eôs,
I come:
fill my canvas.

LeBel Image

(1) The locale is the Georgia coast.
(2) Brododactylos Eôs: from Homer, his well-known epithet, the 'rosy-fingered Dawn.'


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