Fall in the Coffee Cherry

“You have no seasons in that small island of yours,” she says, with a smile that stinks of nurtured ignorance and mirth-rich malice. “That is why your people migrate to our lands, right? Searching for more, wanting better, needing our green Springs and the vivid orange of our Falls? So sad.”

For a fiery moment, I taste her nasty thoughts wanting to crawl into my words. But I magic the flames into a knowing grin—she shan’t pull her rot out of my tongue. And I speak my truth: “In my small island, Fall sleeps in the reds of the coffee cherry. We arouse it awake with our fingers, berry by berry, until our baskets are full of warming cups. We drink October all year long. And so do you. But the taste buds of your spirit are dead. So you fail to notice. So very sad.”

the reddest berries
lose their dresses for the Fall,
to warm coffee cups

.
the wee notes…
– All right, so maybe a wee bit of her nastiness touched my pen’s tongue *cough, cough cackle*.
– In the bit of the Dominican Republic where I was born, coffee harvest used to begin in October.
– Linked to Sanaa’s Prompt Nights – Crunching, Crinkling Autumn swirling in the Breeze.

coffee-cherries
via

41 thoughts on “Fall in the Coffee Cherry

  1. That is one gorgeously warm haiku, Magaly, that rounds off the beauty of the second paragraph:
    ‘We arouse it awake with our fingers, berry by berry, until our baskets are full of warming cups. We drink October all year long.’

    I really like ‘But the taste buds of your spirit are dead. So you fail to notice. So very sad.’ I wish I could come up with intelligent ripostes.

  2. Nature has created everything for everyone. Not fiar to hold it all in your active hands by taking the advantage of the ignorance of those who are though little crushed ,scattered and disabled at the moment by clever and cruel strong minds but it doesn’t change the reality that though you occupied the best still is mine too

  3. You have put an entire season, as well as the taste of coffee and the mindset of two individuals into nine or ten sentences, plus a perfect haiku ending. Your writing is amazing. I loved this bit of flash fiction.

  4. A little ferocity mixed with beauty is a good thing. This stirred up various feelings as well, and memories of having no patience for ignorance, and then feeling bad for them. Their ignorance closes off their mind to different types of beauty they didn’t know existed. It is sad.

  5. That coffee must aways be bitter when sipped with stupidity rather than sugar haha… ahh felt like I picked those berries myself, you transported me to that magical place… BTW we don’t have ‘fall’ in Queensland either… we have a little less heat but still need to wear sunblock, if needing the glorious colours af Autumn we need to venture south, way south of our border 🙂

  6. Whistles!!! ❤️❤️ Gosh, this is absolutely delicious and fierce writing, Magaly 😀 I love the idea of ‘Fall sleeps in the reds of the coffee cherry. We arouse it awake with our fingers, berry by berry, until our baskets are full of warming cups.’ Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support ❤️❤️

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  7. I laughed out loud at the thought that the four seasons are somehow the “right” thing when in tropical zones there is usually a wet and dry season. We thrive on our differences and your beautiful poem demonstrates that so well. How wonderful it is to visit countries different from our own, to hear and learn other languages and taste the diversity of our world.

    • People can be such silly things, can’t they? It is sad (and yes, humorous at times) how their silliness keeps them from seeing the wonder that makes the world. There is so much of it…

  8. “But I magic the flames into a knowing grin—she shan’t pull her rot out of my tongue. And I speak my truth.” love that – wish I could do that every time

    October and a cup of coffee – what’s not to like?

  9. Superb haibun, and I especially love this line ” We arouse it awake with our fingers, berry by berry, until our baskets are full of warming cups”.
    Good to know about coffee harvest as well. I will be on the lookout for Dominican Republic coffee brands to treat and keep myself warm. 😊

    • Dominican coffee is delicious. I love it strong and dark. Well, I loved it that way when I used to drink it all the time. Now, I’ve allowed myself 3 cups of coffee a year: on All Hallows’ Eve, on the anniversary of my little brother’s death, and on my birthday.

  10. Enjoyed this so much, the haiku is special. It’s so true that a lot of people don’t recognize that planet has seasons everywhere, all showing their own moods and colours.

Leave a Comment