how to simplify
your life and travel light
I turn the page
to refugees fleeing
the bombardment
Skylark Vol.5 Issue 2. Winter 2017
Ingredients - my published haiku, tanka, haibun and the occasional piece of writing that fits none of those categories.
Saturday, November 18, 2017
Thursday, September 14, 2017
Sunday, June 18, 2017
Wednesday, May 24, 2017
Monday, May 22, 2017
Wednesday, March 01, 2017
Thursday, February 16, 2017
NaHaiWriMo contributions
The following are my contributions to NaHaiWriMo this year. After the first - which introduced the subject of news - I decided to continue by giving vent to my reactions to current events, while also responding to the prompts. One of the reasons I don't usually look for inspiration from current events is that the resulting work can lose meaning when taken out of the context of that news. However, looking back over these now I find that some deal with specifics, such as refugees, that are timeless as well as contemporary, and most could be about any experience of being in a dysfunctional relationship.
reading again
his last haiku -
breaking news
refugees
left with nothing
but their lives
alpha male
praises himself and pouts
to camera
for your security
icy blast
a small voice whispering
this is not normal
a way of speaking
that says much more
than words
backing away
from the angry man's smile -
a child
morning stillness
sunshine
in the winter garden
how long until he
causes irreparable damage?
haze about the moon
a bumblebee drones
from flower to flower
slow news day
even among
the lies and deception
cherry blossom
Plane trees
as if there'd never been
a storm
Presidents' Day
falling silent in remembrance
of the truth
the tattered edge
of a dry leaf in the wind
restless nights
sleep deprived
the world becomes ever more
nightmarish
the urge to hide
until it's over -
winter storm
that thing he
doesn't want to hear mentioned
violent squalls
winter's end
things that were ours
now yours or mine
spring greening
the stone Buddha's smile
remains unchanged
without palaver
the quiet glory
of spring sunrise
reading again
his last haiku -
breaking news
refugees
left with nothing
but their lives
alpha male
praises himself and pouts
to camera
sleight of hand
our deception is requiredfor your security
the beckoning light
swallowed up by toxic fog
lies about lies
wind-chill
the crack of light around
a closing door
the ominous mood
of a half-remembered dream
fast moving clouds
a book opened
at a labyrinth mandala
winter retreat
taking a break
from the news about news
Spiegel im Spiegel
wiped from the sky
with the stroke of a pen
the sun and stars
kicking up dirt
he says he's the only one
who'll keep us clean
the worst - pretending it can't happen
swallowed up by toxic fog
lies about lies
wind-chill
the crack of light around
a closing door
of a half-remembered dream
fast moving clouds
a book opened
at a labyrinth mandala
winter retreat
taking a break
from the news about news
Spiegel im Spiegel
with the stroke of a pen
the sun and stars
kicking up dirt
he says he's the only one
who'll keep us clean
icy blast
a small voice whispering
this is not normal
a way of speaking
that says much more
than words
backing away
from the angry man's smile -
a child
morning stillness
sunshine
in the winter garden
how long until he
causes irreparable damage?
haze about the moon
a bumblebee drones
from flower to flower
slow news day
even among
the lies and deception
cherry blossom
Plane trees
as if there'd never been
a storm
Presidents' Day
falling silent in remembrance
of the truth
the tattered edge
of a dry leaf in the wind
restless nights
sleep deprived
the world becomes ever more
nightmarish
the urge to hide
until it's over -
winter storm
that thing he
doesn't want to hear mentioned
violent squalls
winter's end
things that were ours
now yours or mine
spring greening
the stone Buddha's smile
remains unchanged
without palaver
the quiet glory
of spring sunrise
Saturday, February 11, 2017
NaHaiWriMo
I'm doing NaHaiWriMo again this year and Michael Dylan Welch has come up with an unusual set of prompts. I've made things more difficult for myself by deciding to experiment with writing what I'm calling haiku from a place of social engagement. I've been reading about the history of haiku and tanka and the phases these forms have gone through, including some where they have been overtly political or more generally reflecting contemporary social conditions. Shasei, the familiar 'nature sketch from life in the moment' is not the only possible way to write haiku although it has become the predominant style in English language haiku. There are two reasons why I decided to do this, one is that I feel I've got into a rut in my writing and I'd like to broaden the range and scope of it, the other is that the spirit of the times seems to be weighing rather more heavily recently than it has for some time and to ignore that entirely would feel like self-censorship.
I will post the set here at the end of the month.
I will post the set here at the end of the month.
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
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