Tag: Memoirs in Haiku

Silence and Music

Silence: I hear the wind, water, and the life of the seasons. Sound of a snow shovel, people mowing lawns in summer, tree work in the neighborhood, and the music young people are playing these days.

of summers gone by
voices on the breeze

Music: Good to honor all who have inspired me and helped me through the day. This winter I am listening to CDs I have not heard for a time. So many wonderful artists and genres of music. As I type, I think of Amy Grant – original songs, Christmas songs, hymns. I have also listened to Emmylou Harris a lot over the years.

I remember driving to my mother’s home and hearing the voices of Celine Dion and Josh Groban on the radio. When I hear certain songs now, I can picture where I was on my route. I bought a few CDs.

Not possible now for me to ever really comprehend all that artists and authors achieve. Or read every blog post, however worthy. So I enjoy listening, viewing, and reading what I can. All works together in the long-run. Thank you for your visits, according to your schedules.

These past years, I like silence when I drive. In the spring, along a country road, I may hear the red-wings sing before I see them.

Creative chapters vary, as life changes. Sometimes I think a chapter is over, and then the work returns in a new way. Something was happening as I took time away to rest, reflect, renew. Always more to learn.


Ellen Grace Olinger


repotted plant
seems settled now
new leaves growing

February 2012

Ellen Grace Olinger

beautiful sculpture

beautiful sculpture –
corner of an old stone wall
in a field

Spring 2015

When I began learning this area, I saw many old structures. The wood and stone of old buildings and barns, and new growth each year, are interesting and beautiful. Weathered paint. In recent years, we have seen many new steel roofs.

Ellen Grace Olinger

Rest and Renewal

snow rests
on birch tree branches
that will grow new leaves

and also
on evergreen branches

the yard asks little now

some light seems to rest
with the clouds

I listen to music without
words and then practice
new poems

last year I read many books

mystery of rest and renewal

I am working with some of the ideas I shared in the view has changed.

Today I am listening to music by Helen Jane Long.

And I remember a haiku:

January thaw . . .
letting go
of old heartaches

“January thaw” was published in A Splash of Water: Haiku Society of America 2015 Members’ Anthology, edited by Catherine J.S. Lee.

Ellen Grace Olinger