melancholy (haibun)

This is a time of year a virus peaks its ugly head around mid-November.  It  spreads a virus to those most vulnerable. You may not “catch” it at the same time; you may not catch it every year and yet, there does not seem to be guaranteed antibiotic to cure its infective powers.

September days start waning as the sun sets sooner; October days rob you of nature’s dinner’s sweetest and most potent “digestif”.  November drops its veil of hoary matter and thickens day after day, week after week hiding nature’s Monet, slowly slipping into Picasso’s  Blue period.   Nights are longer than days and symptoms of this virus multiply

Humans are deprived of nature’s nutrient feeding brains with hope and cheer. Life, death, separation and loss blend.  Waiting, as it stings open wounds and those who’ve barely healed  are reminded  of life’s demises.

Children as well as adults struggle through these muddy paths sucked into the windstorm of grief and loss adjusting  to season’s changes in the depths of their heart and soul.

Staring out her window, faithful cat by her side,  cloves comes to mind. That dark bud stares at her, hard and bitter scents bleed into her soul, remembering  Grandmaman in the kitchen adding spices to the turkey dressing.  A portion of sage, pepper, salt and savory, are measured in the palm of her hand.  She smiles when asked the portions as she adds just a pinch of cloves.  Only she had the antidote that lifts the greyness of the soul and makes the heart beat anew.

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Mother’s spice of life
unopened flower buds
cloves of promise

© Tournesol’15

The prompt at Linda Hill’s Friday reminder for Stream of Conciousness Saturday is “clo”

 

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26 Replies to “melancholy (haibun)”

    1. Ah, merci, ma belle Julie! I was careful not to include Picasso’s Blue Nude since we are trying to get out of this mood …hence, clove plant…les clous de girofle have many health benefits but the scent of cloves and sage remind me of GrandMaman:)

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    2. Ah, merci, ma belle Julie! I was careful not to include Picasso’s Blue Nude since we are trying to get out of this mood …hence, clove plant…les clous de geroffe have many health benefits but the scent of cloves and sage remind me of GrandMaman:)

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      1. yeah that’s when we start losing daylight. It becomes really noticeable as we move closer to the time change. You can help but be aware that soon the sun will set while you’re still in the office. It’s kind of depressing to leave work at 5:30 to a pitch black night. It makes it feel sooooooo much later even though it’s not.

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      2. We have a light therapy lamp at the office…I used it once but our night shift workers find it helpful. I plan to start using it at my break at 5p.m, may help until I finish work at 10pm

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      3. Not sure about that…night shift workers finish at sunup and get at least 30 mins of it. I wish there was a blood test to check deficiency of Vit D

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  1. Thanks for letting me know your poem is here. So powerful, and as you said melancholy. I’m glad you also included the memory of your grandmother and the haiku. Both made me smile!

    I don’t have those associations with September-December. I remember getting really depressed every January and February though. One year I made a list of all the big life events that happened during those months of my life, some traumas, some not, but loss of some kind was usually involved. I was amazed at how long the list was. I decided to start going to India in January and February to see if that would shift the pattern and it did. As soon as the energy shifted, I switched my annual India trip to late November and December though. India is way hotter in January and February! 🙂

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    1. I think it is a mix of SAD, here we are more north and days are shorter. Sun sets at 4p.m…and after December 22nd days will start getting longer so by February the days are more reasonable. I think many feel depressed end of January to end of Feb here due to being shut in with the cold weather and snow. If I look back, many difficult situations in my live happened Nov and Dec. but SAD was not known then.

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