Caught in a rainstorm

 

A map of London

printed on the underside

of my umbrella;

incongruous reminder

of my original home.

 

by Scooj

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scooj

I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order.

9 thoughts on “Caught in a rainstorm”

  1. I really like what you’ve done here. Is it a reflection from the top of the umbrella or a lining? Very nice tanka.

    ***On another note, I’m thinking of creating a small football “survivor” league. Check this website and let me know if you might be interested. It could be fun! Thanks. Kat

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    1. Thank you very much. The inner side is printed the right way round to see it from inside. I wanted to tell a much longer story about the torrential rain and how I had to keep my body within the boundaries of London to avoid getting too wet, but it is too complex to tell in three or five lines.

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  2. First, the product described in the poem is actually very clever. Think about it, you’re out in the rain, lost in the maze of the city, with no GPS. What to do? The product solves the issue, plus solves the problem of trying to read a paper map in the rain.

    Second, the whole idea of the out of place reminder was clever. There are often things that spark memories (although most not as overt as a map of a place). It sounds like there must be a deep reflective moment each time you are out in the rain.

    Third, your response to the first comment brings up the idea of metaphor. The whole idea of being in (or rather under) London without actually being there. There’s a variety of deep thoughts there.

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    1. It was a reflection of a moment when I was caught in the rain. Alone, there were no other people. Just me and my London umbrella. An enforced time of contemplation, I could do nothing else.

      Being in the rain and reflecting and writing about it were all immensely pleasurable experiences.

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