Traffic wheels through slush

snow falls on a grey city

layers of time huddle

Passersby smile as Baroque

chimes from a hidden spire.

©2017 Ontheland

I was in Toronto on Monday afternoon parking my car when I thought I was dreaming.  I heard what sounded like a Bach chorale wafting through city sounds.  And then I saw the green spire, which you can see in the photo.  I imagine the carillon musician was preparing for a concert.

In 1922 the carillon of Metropolitan United Church was the first tuned Carillon to be installed in North America.  It started with 23 bells and now has 54.  I lived in Toronto for over 30 years but don’t recall hearing the carillon before, except perhaps to chime the hour.  It was my lucky day!



Blowing rain

smothers blazing fire,

Hot coals glow

promise of fresh flame

to light a new path.

©2017 Ontheland

This month’s theme at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is The Pilgrimage by Paul Coelho.  I’ll be reading the book and Chèvrefeuille’s inspiring posts, and writing haiku and tanka along the way.  This first tanka is in response to Carpe Diem #1113: the Pilgrimage starts—the prologue.