Haiku by Janice Bostok. Artwork by myself.
I woke up to loud cries. Not cowing of crows, Not at all chirping of sparrows. They were cries of wilderness. Some huge birds were announcing the beginning of my first morning in Australia.
I was at a house in a residencial area of Brisbane, and realized how close the wilderness and civilization exist in this country, where the land is populated mostly along the narrow strips of the coast lines. A bit unsettling situation for a guy from the islands of cozy nature.
Janice san lived in a farm for long. She probably heard the wild bird cries many mornings. Yet, she loved the life there, hence the gentle and peaceful haiku like this one here. I tried to put myself in her shoes and made this haiga.
2 comments:
I didn't realise that Janice had lived in Brisbane. Probably just before my years in Queensland.
Janice was a New South Wales girl, but I can relate to waking up to the many calls of birds too. ;-)
Alan
Hi,Alan san. I do not think Janice lived in Brisbane. It is just my own story when I was visiting friends in Brisbane. Then again, the wilderness I felt probably apply to where she lived.
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