Life gets mundane sitting in front of T.V. and computer screens and it’s been months that I hadn’t seen clear sky in real. Yesterday, I encouraged my daughters to skip their gadgets and books for a midnight walk in our garden. Though it was not a full-moon night, still the moon was at the peak of its beauty at 12 a.m.
It was quite a difficult task for my younger daughter Anindhya to click this picture from her phone as the moon was playing peek-a-boo behind the jungle of concrete. Finally she could manage it through the mango trees for this natural glance of the moon hiding behind trees and standing out against stark dark sky. While Anindhya was clicking this picture, I was lost in the beauty of the moonlit sky seen after so long. (This is the irony of modern life!)
Peeping from Stygian crypt
— Sangeeta Mishra
A Haiku is a Japanese poem traditionally comprising of seventeen syllables, in three lines of ‘five’, ‘seven’, and ‘five’, which evokes natural images, now a days referred to as #micropoetry.