Finding connection

The blogosphere seems to full of synchronicity for me today.   Late yesterday I went for a walk on a wild, stony hilltop.   It was experience I wanted to write a haibun about but I couldn’t think of a way in.  Today on CDFHK I found a prompt that gives me the starting place I was seeking.:  – “Stones”.    As part of the prompt Chevrefeuille has written –

I have another wonderful haiku poet from Ghana, Africa, for you this month as our featured haiku poet. His name is Adjei Agyei Baah and his is the co-founder of the Poetry Foundation Ghana. He has “invented” the (as he calls it) Afriku, the haiku from Africa.
Yesterday Adjei emailed me to ask me if I would publish his haiku (afriku) at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Of course I was immediately enthusiastic and we had a little chat. It’s a great honor that I may use his haiku for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.
Here are his “stones”-haiku/afriku which he would like to share here at CDHK:
shoreline pebbles…
a reminder of how far
we have come

daddy’s delicacy-
taking stones out of gizzard

stone temple
leftover boulders
add to reverence

© Adjei Agyei-Baah, Kumasi, Ghana



On the wild clifftops beyond the town there is a sign stating the area is a place of archaeological significance – there is evidence of aboriginal occupation dating back at least 30,000 years.   

Walking out there as a storm front approaches and the wind blows in cold and clear off the Southern Ocean I am  transported into a more intense relationship to the world around me.  The busy work-a-day thoughts that are swirling round in my head are blown away as I take photos from the crumbling limestone cliff top.  Far below the sea swirls wild and fierce.  There is no one else around and I realise that one misstep and I could fall to my death out here.  It is a raw, instinctual thought.


I move away from the cliff top and walk a narrow track where tangled tree roots and stones protrude from the earth.  My toes catch on a root and I stumble slightly.  It is an environment that demands my full attention, my full participation. The cold wind whips my hair across my face and the sea birds screech.   Out there in the elements I am insignificant and yet – simply by being there – by feeling it and interacting with it – I become part of it.



23 thoughts on “Finding connection

  1. I’m not good at absorbing information these days (if I ever was!) but I love the feel of your poetry, Suzanne. For me that is what writing is about- the powerful feelings it can evoke. 🙂

    1. Sorry to baffle you with technicalities Jo. You are quite right – the feel of the writing is far more important than the technique behind it. Thank you for reminding me.

      1. I didn’t mean to be rude, Suzanne. Having dipped my toe in the water it’s quite frightening to discover how much I don’t know. But your lovely comment about taking what I need made me feel better. 🙂 Has your daughter solved the Ebook issue? (fingers crossed)

  2. I agree with Gilly, very wonderful, very nice! ” …by feeling it and interacting with it – I become part of it.” so beautifully said.

  3. This is the second time this evening that I’ve read Adjei’s afriku and I’m feeling the synchronicity too! Your haiku are wonderful ,very earthy. Now I must find out what a haibun is!

    1. Thanks for that comment Lucy. I was actually thinking of writing about what a haibun is today so maybe I might be able to give you some info.

    1. Yes you are right. This was such an intense experience my expression of it is very raw. I am sure I will return to this theme and hone the words more.

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