(based on suggestions from @marklawrence, @realnixwilliams and @iFigaro2u)
Basho curved the pines
Rocks blossom in morning light!
beautiful view, enchanting
view, grand view! Spring view.
Streets wave with tall pines
to the auto repair shops -
cars are washed along
Lost to my autumn…
Still standing in his haiku
Today’s haiku are based on suggestions from 3 peeps:
- @marklawrence: “Please write more haiku again soon, in memory of those lost in the tragedy in
- @realnixwilliams: “a street lined with auto repairs shops”
- @iFigaro2u: “morning light”
Today’s requests brought me back to quintessential haiku poet Matsuo Basho. His most famous text is a haibun (a combination of prose and haiku) work called Narrow Road to the Interior, and it took him at one point to Matsushima (one of the canonical Three Views of Japan). Narrow Road is a kind of zen travel journey, where Basho visits on foot sites in
A well-known haiku additionally attributed to him (not in Narrow Road) was reportedly written upon seeing Matsushima for the first time, and implies that even for a poet of his descriptive capabilities, the view was so breathtaking that nothing more could be said:
Yesterday morning I saw this tweet:
harikunzru: Matsushima, one of 3 most famous views in #Japan, celebrated in haiku by Basho, is gone.
The horrors unfolding in
This perhaps sounds callous on my part, and my main concern is of course for the people of Japan, but I think it was something I could get my head around in one go.
I am in two minds about these haiku. It seems somehow useless to write them, like if I tweeted #prayersforJapan instead of actually donating (my ridiculously small amount of) money to the relief effort. I think I will think of these poems not as being ‘for’ anyone or as if they should ‘do’ anything. They are my small response to a comprehensible part of something incomprehensible.