Haiku My Heart: Cellar Kitchen

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light casts a soft glow
across stone walls in kitchens
where slaves worked and slept


Comments

Kim Mailhot said…
beautiful...they must have been so thankful for that soft glow...
October 14, 2010 at 5:09 PM
Anonymous said…
I love this post. Thanks.

All the best, Boonie
October 15, 2010 at 8:02 AM
Nanka said…
Loved this Haiku!! A very tender sensitive feeling felt here.
October 15, 2010 at 9:13 AM
Spadoman said…
Wow, that is super powerful! I'm lost for words except foe one:

Peace.
October 15, 2010 at 10:26 AM
Meri said…
Kim: I think house slaves were generally treated a bit better than field hands. But they were still slaves, even if they slept in a warmer place.

Boonie and Nanka: Thanks.

Spadoman: History has some interesting lessons. You'd think we'd have mastered the reason for peace by this time, but apparently not. . .
October 15, 2010 at 10:41 AM
tami said…
the photo is fabulous! beautiful, thoughtful haiku. lovely!
October 15, 2010 at 10:42 AM
Noelle Clearwater said…
Meri,
This is a profoundly moving piece that you have created here, both photo and haiku. The soft glow of light offers some compassionate respite and perhaps some humanity to what was once a very harsh, cold and inhumane environment where the weight and value of a person's soul was not recognized. Your photograph, offers that recognition. You, Meri, with your eye and lens, have managed to revise a little of American history.

xoxo,
Noelle
October 15, 2010 at 10:43 AM
Jeannie said…
A place with history - even if it wasn't all good - made beautiful
October 15, 2010 at 11:15 AM
foxysue said…
My house re-built from three walls of a tumbled down cobbler's cottage, date stone 1674 - they were hard times for the occupants I think, but not slaves! You captured the essence as a reminder of our freedom.

Thank you
October 15, 2010 at 2:16 PM
Marilyn & Jeff said…
Wonderful photo and your haiku has a very spiritual feel to it, I like it that the slaves haven't been forgotten.
October 15, 2010 at 8:12 PM
Marilyn & Jeff said…
Wonderful photo and your haiku has a very spiritual feel to it, I like it that the slaves haven't been forgotten.
October 15, 2010 at 8:13 PM
Bing Yap said…
the soft glow spelled life to them. that is a lovely haiku annd the image fit well. well done!

thanks for visiting my blog and leaving a nice comment. ;)
October 15, 2010 at 9:51 PM
Bing Yap said…
meri, your comment on my blog inspired me to write this post last night and i made special mention of you-

Going Back...

blessings to you!
October 15, 2010 at 9:54 PM
Anonymous said…
Hiya Meri,
Did you take this photo?
It almost looks like one of those newfangled HDR tone-mapped images that seem to be all the rage now.
The Haiku makes one feel the cold.
October 15, 2010 at 11:41 PM
paper-n-soul said…
Oh, so haunting - both image and words. The photo is lovely. Thank you for this poignant reminder.

~Deb
October 16, 2010 at 6:38 AM
Riette said…
First of all. I'm crazy about the photo.Secondly i want to second what Noelle said. the photo softens the hard life of the slaves. For me its easy to say its beautiful because I love old things, but to them it was a different story.
A lovely haiku
October 16, 2010 at 9:06 AM
rebecca said…
meri...is this tender and beautiful. interesting how charged some words will be for all time, like the word slave.
so glad you are here.
October 17, 2010 at 5:46 PM
Clinton Wittstock said…
Meri, how are you keeping?
I loved the way the photo and the words work together to create a powerful image!

Kind regards

Clint
October 19, 2010 at 6:14 PM
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