Haibun Today

A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Editor
Volume 4, Number 1, March 2010

Sherry Weaver Smith
San Ramon, California, USA


Chambered Nautilus

Somewhere in the ocean, a nautilus floats upright. Its origin is a mystery. We have searched for its eggs in the depths and found none. Rather, look within, and discover that the nautilus is its own history. The outer shell curves around casts of its old, smaller bodies. As the creature grows, it seals off a room and moves to a new one, strung along a spiral and always 6.3% bigger than the old. But it does not forget its past places, and it keeps one tendril moored to the first room.

rosary beads—
the baby's curled grip
around my thumb

The haiku was previously published in Mariposa 21, Autumn/Winter 2009





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