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October Nights


My Calendar of Haiku - October

The twinkling of distant cottage lights appear one by one on the hillsides; yellow stars, fallen from the violet, not-quite-black sky. Looking up a single brilliant diamond white star appears. A shooting star - fizzes - a firework across the darkening sky ...

lights twinkle 
in darkening sky
a curlew calls

Around October time we get a Curlew or two feeding in the fields. Their calls at night one of the most haunting and beautiful. Evocative of the lonely moors and moonlit estuaries.

This, one of my early haiku, an old favourite. First published in my eChapbook, ‘Feathered Skies’, but which pops up here and there in other posts.

Another bird we sometimes hear at night, during October, is the Golden Plover ...

harvest moon 
hidden by clouds
plovers call


The recordings in this post are used here under the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike license. This and many more can be found at - Xeno-Canto

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October 1, 2020 12:11 am

A lovely seasonal haibun about the call of birds welcoming October. Can visualize the lonely moors.

October 1, 2020 10:09 am

Ah! Curlew! Your first verse takes me back many years to holidays in Yorkshire. The call also carries with it feelings of aloneness.

Reply to  Clive Bennett
October 1, 2020 2:03 pm

Indeed Clive! Very well said.

October 1, 2020 5:47 pm

You are so descriptive in your writing.

October 1, 2020 7:01 pm

That’s so October! Month of my granddaughters’births so that brightens the skies but the trees up here are suddenly turning colour as the day shortens.

October 3, 2020 1:34 pm

Its lovely to hear the bubbling curlew again, clive. And perfect pair of haiku.

Josie Holford
October 5, 2020 2:09 pm

I’ve always loved the sound of the curlew. As you say – so evocative of certain spare landscapes and moments in time. Lovely haiku too. Thank you.

Josie Holford
Reply to  Clive Bennett
October 7, 2020 12:22 am

Yes!. How wonderful to be able to say with Robert Frost:

“I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.”

…and be happy with that.

To be in the night, and alone. It does not have to signify loneliness and sadness.

Andrea Stephenson
October 17, 2020 4:11 pm

Gorgeous images of all those lights and the haunting bird calls, I’m used to hearing the curlew at the coast.