I come alive. I come alive as night falls. My creativity surges with the rise of the tides. I am more awake than I was all day long. In that silence, I am in my element. Nights were meant for living. The human biological clocks and I are opposites. I’d love to stay awake all night, with a novel sitting in my spot by the window or writing my heart out, enjoying the breeze, the moonlight, the stillness and going to bed when the first bird coos. But I am a bird too, in a way: ‘a night owl’.

cloudless winter night
solitary adventures
a divine solace.


For today’s Haibun, Victoria asked us to write a short paragraph or two of non-fiction, considering the Fukuroo/owl. And also to follow that by a traditional haiku that includes a seasonal reference. Here is my take on it.

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The Night Owl – Haibun
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14 thoughts on “The Night Owl – Haibun

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  • December 11, 2017 at 8:38 pm
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    Both the haiku and the haibun are terrific here. Every single line in the haibun is a powerful statement in itself, as a whole the piece resonates and flows so smoothly. You perfectly captured how I feel about working through the night and my feelings as a fellow night owl. I enjoyed how you rhymed coos with too, too 🙂

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    • December 11, 2017 at 9:48 pm
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      Thank you. Aren’t nights the best? Aren’t we right in believing that the nights were meant for living?

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      • December 14, 2017 at 2:00 am
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        I agree wholeheartedly. Nights are the wonderfully quiet hours where so much can be achieved in such a peaceful environment. You can party in them and create masterpieces too and for that there can be no other equivalent that is more fantastic than that 🙂

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  • November 15, 2017 at 5:32 am
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    As a long time insomniac, I totally relate to this! Wonderful haibun and haiku.

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  • November 15, 2017 at 3:42 am
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    The repetition at the beginning really works to capture my attention. My best poetry has been written at night time, I think. Like 3 AM when I’m half-unconscious.

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    • November 15, 2017 at 7:51 am
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      Most of my writing happens in the night Victoria. Maybe more because there is no one to disturb me and I can hear my thoughts

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  • November 15, 2017 at 1:22 am
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    Smiling I am…..loving this take on the prompt…you as a night owl! 🙂

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  • November 15, 2017 at 12:43 am
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    Adventures at night (even in dreams) seem more solitary although in the darkness who know who is keeping us company.

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