Hannah E. Aaron
Hello! I'm mostly a writer of fiction and poetry that tend to involve nature, family, and the idea of growth at the moment. Otherwise, I'm a reader, crafter, and full-time procrastinator!
The Life of Mawmaw Daisy
September saw the birth of my mawmaw in the late 1930s. September saw my birth in the late 1990s. By chance, Mawmaw’s birthday and my own have always been exactly two weeks apart. This year was the first she missed. And she wouldn’t have missed it had it been a choice she could have made.
A few months ago, I participated in the 'Dancing with Distraction' acrostic poem challenge here on Vocal. One of my submissions, "The Snapper and My Confidence," actually got Top Story, which was so very cool! Moreover, it received a lot of very kind comments.
Going to the Beach
The beach is probably my favorite place to go to while on vacation, and it has been since I was probably six or seven. That was when my immediate and extended family got to go spend a few days together at Gulf Shores in Alabama. There were pranks (live, large crabs placed in the bathtub) and music (courtesy of one of my younger cousins who loved Kenny Chesney’s song ‘Big Star’). Discovery (a museum that we ferried to) and sickness (almost all of us caught a stomach bug).
*This piece has been edited, but was originally published on my WordPress site. You can find its first form here which includes resources for finding cover songs. The site was my 'author's website' created as part of my assignments for my MFA program, and the post was submitted as an assignment as well.*
A Contrasting Couple of Book Review Haiku
A few weeks ago, I came across Judey Kalchik’s post about creating haiku with the subject of the poem being a book review. I’ve written a few book reviews, but they were more on the long-form side to fit work as assignments for when I was in my MFA program. And while I’ve wanted to continue writing book reviews, my brain has supplied me with many distractions and worries to keep me from digging into serious book reviewing.
Flowing, dammed, or iced, the river was strong. It'd kept their family's extra grain moving from their field to others' mouths, bringing them duits and groots and stuivers. It'd watered their cattle and sheep and kept the animals going to the butchers, bringing their family guilders and comfort.