Look for recognition
Work any good? Measure up? Well,
Grapes were sour anyway
I entered a haiku contest hosted by Landmark Books in Traverse City, Michigan.
I hoped to win.
I looked for recognition that these often mindless scribblings might be considered, ‘good’.
I was downcast to learn that I had not won.
The winning Haiku,
High Murder of Crows
Scripture on Cloudscape unfolds
A thousand meanings
submitted by a Ellen Lord, is interesting and in my opinion, echos a reocurring theme about crows from the writer Jim Harrison.
I pass over that Ms. Lord lives in Charlevoix, Michigan and that Ms. Lord has now won twice in the 5 times this contest has been held.
I got away from the writing these just for the fun of it.
Well, this episode is over and I have learned my lesson.
Besides, those grapes were sour anyway.
ONE hot summer’s day a Fox was strolling through an orchard till he came to a bunch of Grapes just ripening on a vine which had been trained over a lofty branch. “Just the things to quench my thirst,” quoth he. Drawing back a few paces, he took a run and a jump, and just missed the bunch. Turning round again with a One, Two, Three, he jumped up, but with no greater success. Again and again he tried after the tempting morsel, but at last had to give it up, and walked away with his nose in the air, saying: “I am sure they are sour.”
“IT IS EASY TO DESPISE WHAT YOU CANNOT GET.”
Æsop. (Sixth century B.C.) Fables.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
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