Haibun Feast

We sat beside our daughter at a rough, hand-hewn table that stood on two-by-four legs. At the time, she was studying at the Hochshule fur Musik in Freiburg, Germany. We’d been invited to dinner by her fellow student, Christiana, who’d grown up in what was then East Germany. Christiana’s parents and brother were visiting. And so we joined them in her rural one-room rental, with access to bathroom and kitchen. We brought the wine.

The family served a simple meal on mismatched chipped plates. Wildflowers sat in a glass jug. No napkins. No English. And yet we laughed and spoke with our hands and eyes. At times, our daughter translated. I do not remember what was served, nor the aromas. I do remember the simplicity. The open and freely offered friendship across cultures. The sharing of so much more than food.

amidst weeping glaciers
debris fields give way to streams
wildlife quenches thirst


Written for Haibun Monday at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. Today Toni asks us to write about one of the best meals we’ve ever had. Photo is of us during a glacier hike in Alaska. We eventually got to the foot of the glacier that, through its melting, creates this stream. Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Come share a meal with us! 

40 thoughts on “Haibun Feast

  1. jacquelineobyikocha March 20, 2017 / 11:58 am

    Hmm. I think people should be made to have these sorts of interactions now and again. Eye’s, hands, gestures and laughter πŸ™‚

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:50 am

      I sooooo agree! Thank you, Jacqueline.

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  2. kanzensakura March 20, 2017 / 2:28 pm

    What a glorious meal! I love it. All the details go towards making this a true feast for the heart. Your haiku is also superb. I love the weeping glaciers.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:51 am

      Thank you, Toni. I always feel so happy if my haibun get a good response from you. πŸ™‚ PS: For today’s river prompt, I think I finally got the haiku in the two parts you explained to me πŸ™‚

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  3. Victoria C. Slotto March 20, 2017 / 3:36 pm

    I love it that the best meals ever seem to center around the people who are sharing the meal, rather than the food. That’s how it should be.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:52 am

      I so agree. I just finished reading all the posts for this prompt and it was a true delight. So many tasty morsels/posts. And so many of them point to exactly this truism that you mention here!

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:53 am

      Exactly! I think I was most struck with the “richness” of the meal, no matter the chipped plates, one room, etc.

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  4. Glenn Buttkus March 20, 2017 / 3:49 pm

    This is turning out to be a sensational & very personal prompt; grin. Your feast memory sans specific food is wonderful. To think you had such a glorious event without understanding German seems fantastic to me–but I have not been a world traveler–though I must say a few trips to Mexico put me in similar situations.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:54 am

      Thank you, Glenn. Just finished reading all the posts for this prompt…and I agree. So many personal memories and so many delicious posts! πŸ™‚

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  5. frankhubeny March 20, 2017 / 4:20 pm

    Food is the least important thing shared at a meal. It is like an excuse to get together. It is no wonder you don’t remember what the food actually was.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:55 am

      Well, in this particular time, that was absolutely true! I do remember other meals, other tastes, other amazing desserts…..but none as “rich” as this served on chipped and mismatched plates by a family who lived on the edge for many years.

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  6. sanaarizvi March 20, 2017 / 4:35 pm

    What a glorious experience that must have been, Lillian πŸ˜€ I agree, when people offer warmth in return, it’s no wonder we forget about the meal! ❀️ Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  7. sarahsouthwest March 20, 2017 / 4:56 pm

    This sounds so memorable. I love that you can’t even remember what you ate. I suspect there will be lots of haibuns that recollect meals, but not the food eaten, tonight. We are social creatures, and sharing food – breaking bread together, becoming companions – is built into us.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:56 am

      So many meals are the true meaning of “communion.” A communion of souls…a true sharing of friendship. So glad you enjoyed, Sarah.

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  8. wolfsrosebud March 20, 2017 / 5:10 pm

    beautiful haibun… a simple morsel and good company is splendid… it wonderful when people are brought together in usual ways and still can find joy… there’s hope for this world

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:57 am

      It was truly a remarkable evening! πŸ™‚

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  9. Singledust March 20, 2017 / 5:37 pm

    enjoyed the lovely memories here, simple joys savouring another person’s company. It’s rare to feel relaxed and enjoy a meal even with those we are familiar with so this special connection I felt was forged by a group of really good people coming together.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:59 am

      Thank you for this thoughtful comment. Although there was nothing “expensive” about this meal…and it was served in the most simple way on chipped plates, on a handmade table in one room…it was one of the “richest” meals we’ve every had. πŸ™‚

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      • Singledust March 21, 2017 / 5:09 pm

        i can so relate to that and thank you for sharing the “meal” with us.

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  10. Bekkie Sanchez March 20, 2017 / 6:14 pm

    What a beautiful time! For something special like that who needs words? Magic of life.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 9:59 am

      Oh yes, indeed. Language of the heart and laughter πŸ™‚

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  11. whimsygizmo March 20, 2017 / 7:37 pm

    I am so charmed by this:
    “No napkins. No English.”

    And the way you take us there. Everywhere. Every time.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 10:01 am

      Thank you, De. I so appreciate your kind words here! Glad you enjoyed. πŸ™‚

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  12. Waltermarks March 20, 2017 / 8:18 pm

    Food is an international language, especially if it’s good. It sounds to me like it bridged East Germany with West.

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  13. Bev March 20, 2017 / 8:42 pm

    What a pleasant memory. There is something about food that transcends language barriers! Thank you for sharing.

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 10:02 am

      Exactly! Glad you enjoyed πŸ™‚

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  14. kim881 March 21, 2017 / 3:06 am

    The magic of honest hospitality, Lillian – no language required!

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 10:03 am

      Exactly….china and crystal not needed….just laughter and smiles and openness πŸ™‚

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  15. rosemawrites March 21, 2017 / 3:57 am

    “No napkins. No English. And yet we laughed and spoke with our hands and eyes.”

    Oh how beautiful is it to experience such connection. πŸ™‚ Love this. and the haku too!

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 10:04 am

      Thank you! It was one of the “richest” expriences we’ve ever had……..served on chipped plates in a one-room rental….sitting round a handmade table. πŸ™‚

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      • rosemawrites March 22, 2017 / 4:58 am

        oooh. rich indeed. thank you for sharing! πŸ™‚

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  16. ladynyo March 21, 2017 / 5:58 am

    What a wonderful cross cultural memory. This is a meal as it should be….with humanity. the haiku is lovely

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    • lillian March 21, 2017 / 10:04 am

      Thank you! It was a very very special night πŸ™‚

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  17. hypercryptical March 21, 2017 / 2:57 pm

    What a wonderful write of the fine feast of both friendship and food.
    Many a dine out, the biggest memory is that of fine company.
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

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