The Girl and Her Brother – Ligo Haibun Challenge

mud

The wind wailed; as if it sensed some disaster we overlooked. Before I could grasp its significance, the dark clouds stormed into prominence and the rain poured, forming a muddy puddle near the pavement. There were no pedestrians in sight; only vehicles. As the rain gathered momentum, I saw a girl in early teens walking with a smaller child, probably her younger brother. They did not wear a raincoat and carried no umbrella as the fierce rain soaked their uniforms. They stood near the muddy pavement. The girl, in a desperate bid to shield her little brother, held her school bag over his head. When it did not work, she hugged him close, attempting to cover a part of him, while the rain drenched her completely. Passing vehicles soaked her mercilessly with mud.

Drenched nest

heavy torrents

melt into drops

This was written for the Ligo Haibun Challenge, inspired by the quote by E.E. Cummings, ‘The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.’

I have tried to explore humanity in a rainy city. Now would you like to write a narrative, which displays admiration, nostalgia or desire for the muddy earth. This quote has a lot of scope, does it not? Take your time to go through the challenge and other contributions. Start with a small stanza or two followed by a haiku. It is a learning exercise and fun; we will grow with time and practice. Do try this out. Good luck.

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34 thoughts on “The Girl and Her Brother – Ligo Haibun Challenge

  1. You write in a way that reminds me somewhat of Hemingway, or even a lot. It is a very deceptive, captivating way that immerses the reader in your text…in fact, I’m slightly envious of how you arrange your text! I have such a hard time ending sentences, with my comma after comma, and then getting to the next one, so I am amazed to see it flow so effortlessly here! Tell me it was hard work, please!!
    Really, this was a pleasure to read.

    • Hi Pirate, Certainly put a bit of thinking here than the usual. It is the only way in which I am capable of writing. I should move away from P.G. Wodehouse and John Grisham and start reading Hemingway’s novels:) You are always kind and demonstrative in your appreciation. And this makes us, writers, feel good and encouraged. Thank you for this!

  2. A wonderful haibun, Nightlake. Great take on the prompt. I really enjoyed reading your words. They flow, carrying heartache and daily struggles along with the telling of the story. Excellent haiku also! 🙂

  3. In the city mud seems to be a different flavor than in the country. As it collects in curbs and runs into sewers… and splashes on those unprepared. One can only hope that once home these children were rewarded for their attempts get home safely. Kudos.

    And thanks for stopping by my haibun.

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