My June Weekend Haikus

This weekend has been so beautiful, I don’t even know where to begin. There is so much to say and treasure about the lovely weekend, that I could go on and on about what exactly I did, who I saw and where we went. In situations such as these, when one is tempted to simply tell story after story, words spilling out to describe each moment; often I find that doing the opposite is better. Thus, in the spirit of being thoughtful and concise with one’s words, here is a glimpse of my weekend in the form of haikus.

June Weekend

by Nathania Aritao

I.

Swing, Saturday, swing

Like children we rise, rise

two pendulums at noon.

 II.

The grass, it sweetly

perfumes the words that rise from

pages. Here. Sunlit.

III.

Rare, we order our

steak, and rare we know is this,

this calm company.

IV.

We walk. Movement is

rest. And speed, not silence. Our

hearts we carry Still.

V.

This Sunday market.

Sweet strawberries dipped in cream,

leave our fingers pink.

VI. 

White walls light up these

pieces, these heart-filled pieces.

Their colors find me.

VII.

As one departs, here

another arrives and I

hold on to what is.

VIII.

Tonight I feast on

words, on company, on a

Love that overcomes.