not even looking like a rock, not even feeling like a rock
a long time, something solid has made a home in my eye
it took a steady hand that I might see autumn flowers again
Benita H. Kape (c) 20.4.2021
Notes:
Today I’ve continued with what is going on with my eye. Yesterday as the ophthalmologist completed a longer than expected cataract operation he remarked that the cataract was solid. Today in review, his assistant referred to that cataract as a rock. But I’m amazed at how quickly the expected fuzziness is clearing. The autumn flowers are a reference to age as much as our current season.
“Our (optional) prompt for the day is to write a sijo. This is a traditional Korean poetic form. Like the haiku, it has three lines, but the lines are much longer. Typically, they are 14-16 syllables, and optimally each line will consist of two parts – like two sentences, or a sentence of two clauses divided by a comma. In terms of overall structure, a sijo functions like an abbreviated sonnet, in that the first line sets up an inquiry or discussion, the second line continues the discussion, and the third line resolves it with a “twist” or surprise. For more on the sijo, check out the primer here and a long list of examples in English, here.”
benitakape 
Autumn you say. Are you sure it’s not more like winter? 😉 Glad the fuzziness is clearing quickly not sure what word you meant in your comment on my post.
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I was talking about the word “even” in my sijo poem. I used it twice. But it doesn’t seem to fit with the tone of a Korean poem.
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