Monday’s challenge at dVerse is a January-themed haibun: a Japanese form which combines prose and poetry.
One case of bubbly remains, to be returned to the vendor, and the last party of the season is in the books. Cooks kick off musty clogs in the back hall. Starched-shirt servers flock around the leftovers, picking and scrambling, all decorum of the serving floor flown. A kiss and a grope in the keg room to ring in the year, shots line up on the bar. New Years never changes. In the office, the chef massages the 13-hour-day knots in her calves, as the floor manager counts cash. The clients were happy, but January is a quarterly tax month.
past dark Solstice’ sleep
three crisp days, so cold and clear
a respite from rain