what a [hiding] place by Jean LeBlanc

what a [hiding] place by Jean LeBlanc

what a [hiding] place by Jean LeBlanc

Jean’s insights and visualizations derive delicacy from the environment, birds, and nature, and sloshes a solvent of beauty mixed with the solutes of delicacy, homogenously on every page of the book through her writings. In this collection, nature's secrets intimacies receive brilliance from natural sources: birds, rocks, rivers, insects and trees. No doubt the author’s haiku begin with emotion recollected in tranquillity; the emotion is contemplated till, by a species of reaction, the tranquillity gradually disappears and emotion is gradually produced.

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Reviewed by Rochak Agarwal

Jean’s insights and visualizations derive delicacy from the environment, birds, and nature, and sloshes a solvent of beauty mixed with the solutes of delicacy, homogenously on every page of the book through her writings. In this collection, nature's secrets intimacies receive brilliance from natural sources: birds, rocks, rivers, insects and trees. No doubt the author’s haiku begin with emotion recollected in tranquillity; the emotion is contemplated till, by a species of reaction, the tranquillity gradually disappears and emotion is gradually produced. 

 

The following haiku from the book shows the ecstasy in the insights of the author:

 

the daylily

by dusk

drained of orange

bowed with rain

petals curled under

 

In debt with the radiant elements invigorates the reader with every such element included herein. 

winter meadow

the grace

of broken things

 

Finding positivity from the bad things is what we hope to do but often fail miserably in getting over it. Signifying the grace of broken things’ inexorably triggers an apocalypse of negativity and wicked thoughts.    

 

Connecting the haiku with the ancestors amid the book is remarkable in Dragon Bones. As I read, I was astonished to see that the author is thankful to her ancestors for the rain which will keep us away from the hungry months by providing a great crop yield. Moreover, she requests them to accept the turtle shell and petals as embellishments for their honored tombs. Much emotive!

 

even from this height

the gleam in

the hummingbird’s eye

 

This spectacular haiku flashes a glimpse of the hummingbird’s eye before the eyes and we the readers have no other way except popping out our eyes at the glimmer resided in. 

 

what a [hiding] place by Jean LeBlanc divulges lively and natural imagery and vigorousness in her writings. At once chilling, refreshing, thought-provoking exclusively illuminating.