Haiku Wednesday • 8

From "Of Becoming, Massachusetts 1982"

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A potato field.
Briefly gold in the failing
light, grey by the moon.

Image: “Old Pumpkin, Betwixt and Between,” Harpswell, Maine, December 11, 2024. Still no hard frost, despite the morning snow shown here. On the contrary, we’re in a rainstorm this afternoon, and I have no idea when the poor thing will — like me — wrinkle and collapse. The potato field, too, was betwixt and between. In 1982, Mary and I visited Westport, Massachusetts, and saw a favorite field being torn up to make way for vineyards — because some prat had figured out that the climate matched that of a famous wine-growing region in France. And Westport has been growing good wines ever since. Ah, becoming.