Rising, the moon glows.
Rising, he trims his arrows.
The prey feels danger.
Coyote rises.
Two shadows circle the prey
hiding in silence.
He raises his bow.
Coyote raises his head and stops
at the scent of man.
The hunters stand still,
frozen in the bright moonlight.
Prey escapes and lives.
Continue to read for the story behind this haiku…
© Copyright 2019—Present, Jenise Cook, All Rights Reserved Worldwide.
First Published: 25 August 2019, House of Haiku (on Medium.com, I left the platform)
Republished: 3 November 2020, Spillwords Press
Image Credit: Aron Visuals on Unsplash.com
The Story Behind this Haiku
In American (USA) haiku, authors will experiment with storytelling in verse form, often blending both haiku and tanka. In this micro flash fiction piece, inspired by an image, I wrote a story in four stanzas of haiku verse.
When I studied Spanish Language and Literature for my B. A. and M. A. degrees, our studies included ballads. “El mío Cid” and “Beowulf” are two of my favorites. The Hunt is not a ballad by any stretch of the imagination. However, my imagination toys with the idea of making this a larger piece one day.
That’s what I love about writing tiny stories and verses. They may one day give birth to longer stories (and ballads).
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