Tao Talk
You have reached a quiet bamboo grove, where you will find an eclectic mix of nature, music, writing, and other creative arts. Tao-Talk is curated by a philosophical daoist who has thrown the net away.
You have reached a quiet bamboo grove, where you will find an eclectic mix of nature, music, writing, and other creative arts. Tao-Talk is curated by a philosophical daoist who has thrown the net away.
Tao Talk 
A stunning descriptive haibun, Lisa, with a distinctive transition. We’ve already had snow here, so I sympathise, but also envy the warm gathering,
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Kim, thanks so much. We have had a few snows but nothing stuck. I wonder if this will?
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My pleasure, Lisa. Our snow is gone and it’s just rain now.
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We had our first snow last week, but now it’s gone again. Hope for a very nice gathering for you.
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Thanks for the well wishes on the gathering. Most stuff is bought for the gathering on Friday. Older son has (secret) plans for Thursday. ::fingers crossed:: that he’s sharing the day with someone nice.
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This is an excellent haibun and observation, Lisa. Seriously, if it rains or snows, I’ll be happy. Our lack of moisture this summer/fall has been abysmal.
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Colleen, thank you, and I agree.
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You’re welcome, Lisa.
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A very good haibun, Lisa. A white Thanksgiving would be great! It will be in the sixties here! :>)
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Dwight, thank you. I decided to go a little metaphorical in this one.
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Seems to have worked very well.
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Luv the contrasting tones of warm and cold having tgeir rightful places in your haibun
Thanks for dropping by my blog
much♡love
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Thanks, Gillena, and you’re welcome.
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These words invite me into a November not experienced in our part of the world, and I was well able to engage. Thank you, Lisa.
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Thank you so much, Dennis.
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We might get snow tonight. Winter wants to join us for the holidays.
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:)
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an evocative portrait of Autumn in transit! Brava, Li!
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Thanks much, Frank.
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Haibunilicious work, Li. We’ve had maybe 6-8-inches and about half of it stuck, soo…. Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks, Ron. Don’t you live in the mountains? That’s a lot of snow that is sticking.
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Nice to see November Rain featured here, Lisa. Guns N’ Roses just announced some tour dates in North America for 2026 earlier this week. No snow for us yet. Take care of it for us unti it is our turn…IF we get a turn. ❄️
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So awesome about Guns N’ Roses touring again. I know Slash has steadily been making music but didn’t know what the other band members had been doing. It’s cold enough out there today to snow but only rain so far. Maybe it will skip you :)
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Well, I actually like snow between now and New Year’s. After New Year’s, I can very much do without it. So, if you get any “extra” over the next few weeks go ahead and forward it!😄
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haha will do, Bruce.
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Beautifully written
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Sadje, thank you <3
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You’re most welcome
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Stunning haibun Li with such vivid descriptions. I hope you enjoy your day :)
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Di, glad you enjoyed the poem and yes, I did, thanks :) Back at ya!
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I had such an experience of surprise at a seasonal change that seemed to have happened overnight but must have been ongoing for a few weeks. Laughed at my own astonishment!
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Petru, for sure :)
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What a gentle gut-punch of a haibun, Li, you’ve captured that sneaky slide from autumn’s blaze to winter’s hush so perfectly it had me peering out my own rain-lashed window here in the grey north. Those pale lines creeping in, the epiphany hitting like a half-remembered dream, it’s all too real, isn’t it? And that haiku, oh, the way the cold rain whispers of tomorrow’s chill while cradling the promise of warm plates and laughter round the table, it lingers like the last sip of mulled wine. Makes me miss those towering snowbanks of my childhood Thanksgivings, proper proper. Thanks for the nudge to notice the shift, love, and for hosting such a cracking prompt. I’ll be scribbling my own transformation tonight, rain tapping along. Cheers from across the pond.
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What a lovely comment, Dr. Banerjee, poetry in and of itself. Stay warm in the grey north across the pond.
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Wonderful haibun, Li! I hope to hold off on snow for now.
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Hope it stays clear for you, Sara. It’s been snowing steadily all weekend — I’m snowed in!
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Oh no!
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For me this was a beautiful contemplation on paying attention, attending to the past experiences and noting the present and being in the moment.
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That works for me <3
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