Sunday, September 6, 2009




desert wind
a wire fence stretches
to nowhere


Heron's Nest, Vol XI, Number 4, Dec 2009

18 comments:

  1. Wonderful imagery, Dalloway :)
    very evocative haiga,

    wishes,
    devika

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  2. this is so hurtful in a good 'arted' way, for some reason it brings back to mind the Holocaust...and that's not back..we should never ever forget !

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  3. Emma in such a short time your work has gone from strength to strength - I love this post and your imagination...

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  4. Oh...this is powerful. I, too, thought of the holocaust (like Lorraine). I have to teach my sixth graders about WWII and the holocaust...and it's very difficult for me every year. Art is not all about bringing out the "warm fuzzies" (though those are nice, too)...art is about capturing life and expressing emotions...happy ones AND painful ones. You have certainly accomplished that here. Bravo!!!

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  5. At first, I'm seeing the dingo fence. Fly above it and you can see the differenct flora north and south of it.

    But the person, face obscured, dehumanised with a desert fence and I get something about asylumn seekers. A fence in the desert is a border, not to be crossed. You aren't allowed, non-person. We have placed "boat people" behind wire at Woomera, a place in the desert.

    People as dingos.

    Shocking.

    Emma, you've taken it places that we need to go.

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  6. yes keep 'haudin forrit'

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  7. __I have difficulty finding comments that fit your work. To clear that statement; "should I say simply 'fine work' which is what it is, or should I become 'wordy.' and wander off into all the (my) thoughts generated?" I guess
    that old axiom ->less is more<- may be a better rule to follow. Who wants the wordiness? _m

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  8. _m is on my way. Did you ever take part in here: http://www.worldhaiku.net/haiga.htm?

    Best wishes
    Ralf

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  9. Many thanks for the diverse and interesting comments on this one.

    Thanks Frank, John,and thanks for the link Ralf - no, I hadnt seen this before.

    Magyar, always happy to see you drop by, whether your leave a detailed comment or a happy one-liner.

    Best wishes,

    Dalloway

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  10. Haunting, indeed.

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  11. Isn't that the bee? See it? Up and sort of to the left, hanging out by the fourth fence post from the right?

    ...in an unreconstructed happy mood this morning.

    But seriously... I might be tempted to delete "to nowhere". As it is, it seems a little heavy handed. To me, "stretches" already implies "nowhere to nowhere".

    desert wind
    a wire fence stretches
    nowhere

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  12. very good haiga and poem

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  13. this is different; its nice you are not afraid to try new new approaches

    much love
    gillena

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  14. sad... but very very good haiga

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  15. Good one, I like the way the simple object of the fence helps to define the ungraspable distances.

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  16. Well done Emma - you take us many places with this haunting image coupled with your words.

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  17. i am so happy you stumbled onto my site Emma ... your work is fabulous ... i loved reading them and really really love too many to comment on each ...

    this one is striking ...

    will be keeping an eye on your stuff ...

    regards >>> Gina

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  18. that means a lot Gina, thank you

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