Micro-Season: “Fish Rise From The Ice” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly

We have entered the micro-season of “Fish Rise From the Ice”. This is the third micro-season of the mini-season First Spring. To celebrate this season, we will learn about how ice melts and then read seasonal haiku by Basho, Kerouac, Issa, and Buson.

Micro-Season: “Fish Rise From The Ice” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly

Here are two from last year. Not exactly ice-melting specific but the effects of it. The second one is spaced and punctuated to emphasize the danger of melting ice, especially for this grandmother. 🙂 I’ve included links for the photos which are always a joy to find.

Spring mud aroma
Rust and rot, sour, salty, sweet
Kids’ boots stuck in muck

Wary elders tread

probing pavement with their canes

Spring melt? or black ice!



Author: Mary Jo Malo

Christian, mother, grandmother, and poet of occasional worth.

26 thoughts on “Micro-Season: “Fish Rise From The Ice” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly”

      1. We have a lot of seasonal and daily change in micro-climate. Our property is often 5 to 10 degrees colder that a mile any direction. But there is little precipitation to make mud.

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        1. I’m ambivalent about non-Japanese haiku. We enjoy writing them of course, and I love reading them. The schema of the masters just doesn’t fit all climates and cultures, so we’ve adopted the form but not the traditional themes. I feel this is both good and bad, if that’s possible.

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          1. That’s why I don’t call my 575 structure poems haiku. The 575 structure is great, but just doesn’t work the same way in a polysyllabic, diphthong-riddled language like English.

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              1. My linguist wife says no to counting all the diphthong syllables. If you recite the poem as a native English speaker, you don’t pronounce all the diphthong’s syllables. Therfore, what could be all the syllables in a thong should not be counted. It’s a syllabic mess.

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  1. Serendipity came calling once again, Mary Jo. I had been reading about Fish Rise from the Ice last week. I see that starting February 19 – 23, we enter the time of “The Earth Becomes Damp.” YIKES! We have been in this season for the last two months.

    Your poetry resonates, Mary Jo. I have walked on those Spring melt? or black ice streets very carefully. And there is a lot of muck in our neighborhood, especially at the off leash dog park. The dogs are very happy to slip and slide around.

    Have a wonderful day. Thank you for adding beauty to mine. 🤗🤗🤗

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