Today at Carpe Diem Haiku, Kristjaan published Takahama’s ‘A Gold Bug’
なげうつ やみ の
kogane-mushi nageutsu yami no fukasa kana
a gold bug –
I hurl into the darkness
and feeling the depth of night
After reading Takahama’s haiku, I was reminded of my ancestral home in Agra where I spent my childhood. Agra is a modern city but the parts I lived in was near the Air Force Station and due to some odd reason, we were not provided the luxury of electricity. But it was a delight to live without electricity, we had lanterns, candles, diyas (clay pot candles) and fireflies. As a poet and writer, I can say I had a lovely childhood with no electricity and a home that looked ancient. Of course, places like these gave birth to Haiku tales that I am proud of and one of them is here.
My take on Takahama’s ‘A Gold Bug’-