For Poetry Thursday's prompt "rivers," I've written five haiku, inspired by actual events:
The Spanish government has filed a lawsuit against US marine explorers over a shipwreck found laden with treasure. The wreck containing $500m in coins is believed to be a 17th Century vessel, supposedly found off the coast of England. But the Spanish government contends the wreck was found off the coast of Spain. Odyssey Marine Exploration has said only that it was found in the Atlantic Ocean. The lawsuit challenges the company's right to recover or possess any property of the Kingdom of Spain recovered from sunken ships.
Sunken ship's cargo
centuries' treasure buried
sees the light of day
piracy on the High Seas
whose bounty is it?
When I first went to London to live, David took me on a grand tour of Devon. Wherever we went, he'd say, "Look, there's a river." And me being American and used to big rivers like the Mississippi would laugh and say, "That's not a river; that's a stream." It became a running joke between us.
That's the River Exe!"
She scoffs: "No, that's just a stream."
"Here, it's a river."
An American friend who lived in Paris for 16 years returned this spring for a visit. At a smart restaurant near the Palais Royale, she was offered a menu in English. She told me she'd never seen such "amusing and confusing" translations of French to English. Eventually, she was forced to call the waiter over and converse in French about what choices actually were offered. The waiter was gleeful at the news, as he'd apparently told the owner - who fancied he could speak English and had written the translation himself - that the translation was full of errors. He brought another menu for my friend to mark changes needed in red ink, so he could prove the restaurant owner wrong.
something lost in translation:
was it caught today?
And finally, weary of daily stories of war and car bombs; of land mines, rapes and killings; of corruption and lies poisoning our atmosphere:
Cry me a river
empty the tears in a stream
all emotions spent
For more river tales, visit Poetry Thursday. Photograph of the Alcazar Gardens, Sevilla, Spain. Many explorers strolled through these gardens while awaiting an audience with the King and Queen of Spain. Explorers such as Cristoforo Colombo (as the Spainards called him) sought financial support for their expeditions, which required crossing the High Seas. Shipwreck was an occupational hazard.