Tsurukame Cup: Submitting my entries right away / Chiyuda

Tsurukame Cup!

Following the Space Cup, I aimed to be the very first to submit, attempting to post my article exactly at midnight,
but what was the result?

Well, without further ado, here are the three haiku I am submitting this time!

Child absorbed | buzzing wings | alien

In adolescence | biting into | a crooked cucumber

| A vow | of a liver rest | passes through my throat | into the bubbles

◆ Explanations for each haiku

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Child absorbed | buzzing wings | alien

Koga muchu haoto buruburu uchujin

Something everyone did in front of an electric fan as a child?

"We are aliens"

This scene has become rare as fans with exposed blades have decreased.

扇風機の前で声を出すと、

・羽に当たって返ってくる音＋自分で発した音
・羽と羽の間の隙間を通過する音

異なる音質が高速で交互に聞こえ、ハーモニーとなる。
つまり、露出した羽が、あの宇宙人ボイスを生むのです。

The seasonal word is "electric fan," associated with the sound of blades + buzzing + aliens

The old-fashioned, large-bladed fan in the swimming classroom.

My younger child (an elementary school student) was absorbed in front of it,

"We are aliens."

Watching them do it over and over,
I felt very nostalgic and warm, so I wrote a haiku about it.

Biting into a |cucumber| that bent severely during puberty

Shishunki ni hidoku magatta kyuuri kamu

The cucumbers lined up at the supermarket are all straight, uniform in shape and size.

The reality is that non-standard, crooked cucumbers rarely see the light of day and are mostly discarded.

But just because they are crooked doesn't mean they taste any worse.

The seasonal word is "|cucumber|"

My son (a high school student), who has become completely unsociable since hitting puberty, bites into a crooked cucumber while thinking:

• Doubts about following the same straight track
  (Is that what it means to become an adult?)

• Anxiety about being crooked and falling off the track
  (Is it not okay to be a child who stays crooked?)

Struggling with the conflict of not being able to fully grow up, while biting my lip...

I composed this poem with that sentiment in mind.

今年も家庭菜園でキュウリを作ってるのですが、
どうしてもこのように曲がったキュウリが
できてしまいます😅（もちろん、美味しく頂きます）

|Vow| of |abstinence| from alcohol, passing through my throat with the foam.

Kyukan no chikai, nodo tohoriyuku awa ni

I'll make today a day off from drinking!
Even though I decided that...

The season has turned summery a step early, and I end up losing to the temptation of that amber-colored guy, yes, that guy,

I pop open a can of beer and drink it all the way down to the foam.

The seasonal word is
"beer," which can be associated with foam and a day off from drinking.

• Beer that I drank down to the foam, losing to the unseasonable heat.

• The regret that the vow of a day off from drinking has vanished like the foam.

I composed this poem by weaving in the weakness of human will
with the vanished foam.

◆ Summary

This time,

• A child innocently playing with an electric fan
  (Imagined from my second son's actual experience)

• The conflict of adolescence, unable to fully grow up
  (Imagined from my adolescent eldest son and the cucumbers in our home garden)

• An adult who is actually weak, breaking their vow to take a day off from drinking
  (Imagined from myself, who is easily defeated by temptation)

I composed these poems about the human inner self found in casual daily life, from childhood to adolescence, and on to becoming an adult.

To the management team, thank you for your consideration!

◆ Bonus / Scenes from the weekend farm

I write articles irregularly on weekends about my weekend farm.

I will introduce this week's farm situation with photos at the end.

※カボチャの季語は、イメージ通り秋でした。
　ちなみにスイカと枝豆の季語も秋！
　こっちはイメージ通りではない😅

Since I'm at it, let me compose one autumn haiku about sky-cultivated pumpkins a little early! (This is not an entry for the contest.)
Clusters of pumpkins, carrying dreams into the sky.

That's all for this week's farm report.

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