Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Equinox (haibun)--By Ralph Stott--England

Equinox (haibun)

Always summer, amongst the rolling hills, we would spend our youth. To the sound of church bells: long Sunday bike rides, back before dusk; time to count the conker-bounty of our saddlebags.

Always with our doors on the latch; mother buying pegs from the Romany lady whilst I picked parsley for dinner.

Pink junket and tinned satsumas, for 'afters', always on a Friday, in a time of change.

propeller shaft
projecting from a field
a plough

Ralph Stott was born in Kent, England in 1957. He is married and has two daughters.  He studied design at the Medway College of Design in the mid-70's. Expressing ideas through the written/visual media, has always interested him. Ralph began to dedicate more time to poetry with The Writers and Poetry Alliance, in particular the 'Stylists' forum, over the last 3 years. He has self published one book called Legends For Lunchtime; a collection of short stories and has a second book pending called The Sounding.


  1. Thank you. Glad you enjoyed my early venture into Haibun! Best wishes Ralph.

  2. very nicely done Ralph ,good imagery,do check out these links best wishes,
    Stephen Henry Gill (Tito)https://hailhaiku.wordpress.com/2015/10/29/journeys-2015/by

    1. Hello Angelee, thank you for your comments and links. I Will check them out later; it is kind of you. Have a day, Ralph.

  3. Ralph, this is lovely! - Laura M Kaminski

  4. Thank you Laura. Not all of the images necessarily translate for the international flavour of Whispers? Best wishes Ralph

  5. Hello Jack. Thank you for stopping by. Growing up near a cathedral town, has given me a sense of the past, and a context. Best wishes Ralph.

  6. Your poem sparked imagery right into my mind with a great flavor and desire. I truly enjoyed reading your amazing poem here this morning. What an ingenious piece, Great work!


  7. Russell, thank you so much for your comment. I am pleased that the poem reached you. All the best Ralph..