Wire Haiku

squealing tires
and all the barking stops
for a second

Hello cacophony, my old friend.

This month, I thought I’d experiment a little by moving past visuals and instead investigating the sounds of the city. Recently, a lot of my haiku have been silent, sterile presentations of things seen but not heard, so it felt like a good idea to shift my senses and focus on the opposite for this month’s theme.

(Also, as I write this I’m listening to Marc Rebillet, Eryka Badhu and Reggie Watts make hip hop beats out of animal sounds, and it sent my mind spinning to this particular idea.)

battling thunderstorms —
from inside, i only hear 
the echoes

To get specific, there are two main kinds of sound I’d like to spend this month writing about: the sounds we don’t hear, and the sounds we forget to hear. Like the way chirping crickets fading into the background, or how walking into a house erases the sounds of the place you just escaped.

crickets
...
a louder silence

Sound is such a fun tool to play with and I’m surprised it took me this long to get my act together and play with it. Thanks for reading Wire Haiku, and thank you for sticking with me as I change to this new format.