open sky :: SAMVAAD |11th August
- sanjuktaa
- Aug 11, 2024
- 1 min read
hosts : Sanjuktaa Asopa & Aparna Pathak
end of summer
the rust on my scissors
smells of marigolds
-- Margaret Chula
(The Smell of Rust, Katsura Press, 2003; Haiku Society of America Book Award winner)
Here is what the poets has to say about the poem:
end of summer
the rust on my scissors
smells of marigolds
This haiku was published in my collection The Smell of Rust (Katsura Press, 2003) and was a Haiku Society of America Book Award winner.”
This haiku came to me while I was deadheading marigolds on my patio.
To me, marigolds smell like rust. They are also a similar color—and my shears were a bit rusty as well.
These were the same ikebana shears I used when I studied flower arrangement in Kyoto for twelve years.
The cover photo is by my husband, John Hall, and shows the remnants of a building being torn down in Portland, Oregon.
It…
A delight for the senses.
Ah! what an evocative poem