Thursday, September 21, 2017

Sound and light

Real haiku is the soul of poetry. Anything that is not actually present in one's heart is not haiku.
~Santōka Taneda



Sentry by Chris Burke

Haiku by Polish poet/artist Maria Tomczak today. I'm grateful to Maria for giving me permission to share these with you.

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storm in the mountains –
a clap
from every side

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cricket chirping
the silence between us
finally broken

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moonless sky
a crow separates
from the night

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riptide
the lingering silence
after diagnosis

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chemo center door
she strokes the sunlight
in her wig

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winter field
the crows devour
the last light

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hand-knitted scarf
the length
of her sleepless night

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unstable
wind treading
the summer grass

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These haiku originally appeared in The Mainichi, Frogpond, and Akitsu Quarterly. They also placed in the Little Haiku Contest, European Quarterly Kukai, and Shiki Monthly Kukai.

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16 comments:

Diane Mayr said...

These are all great, but
hand-knitted scarf
the length
of her sleepless night

is truly excellent!

Irene Latham said...

Oh wow, I love that fresh look at crickets. :) And instead of the overused grass as sea, "treading." They're all wonderful. Thank you!

katswhiskers said...

I too am loving the crickets - or mayhaps it's the use of 'finally' that gives it so much weight. And yes, that scarf!

Mitchell Linda said...

Oh, my goodness....these are incredible. Thank you to your friend for giving permission to share. I was reading these as separate moments until riptide. Then, a/the story emerged. So many loved ones are on the other side, the silent side of cancer. These really just grabbed my heart. Thank you, Tabatha for the bitter sweet beauty of these haiku, today.

Kay said...

These haiku are breathtaking! Thank you--and thank Maria--for sharing the with us. They illustrate the quote at the beginning of you post perfectly.

Brenda Harsham said...

Beautiful and heart-breaking. I like that definition of haiku.

jama said...

Masterful haiku. Wow, just wow. The handknitted scarf, crows devouring the last light, and the riptide stood out for me. Thanks for introducing me to another new poet!

Tara Smith said...

These are so varied in mood and utterly haunting, Tabatha - thanks for sharing.

Violet Nesdoly said...

These are so moving! They intimate a story. This one hit me extra hard:

hand-knitted scarf
the length
of her sleepless night

Buffy Silverman said...

Wonderful--both the haiku and the opening quote (Anything that is not present in one's heart is not haiku--love that.) The cricket chirping and the hand-knitted scarf ones resonated most with me.

Robyn Hood Black said...

Wow - especially poignant for me as I'm typing this from Orlando, having come down to be with my mother as she navigates cancer treatments. The crow poems and that knitted scarf particularly catch me. Thanks to Maria and to you for sharing. (And that opening quote...- I wish you could have been with us in April in Georgia to hear Stanford M. Forrester's talk on Santōka Taneda; you would have so appreciated!)

Rebekah Hoeft said...

These two:

winter field
the crows devour
the last light



hand-knitted scarf
the length
of her sleepless night

So lovely.

michelle kogan said...

"hand-knitted scarf
the length
of her sleepless night"

This haiku feels like it grew naturally from the ground–like rich soil, it's deep and profound. Thanks for sharing this rich collection of Maria Tomczak's haikus, Tabatha!

Heidi Mordhorst said...

Between you, Maria and Robyn this week I'm all inspired to try some haiku again. These are lovely and poignant: the crow separating from night and devouring the last light; the sunlight in her wig, the length of her sleepless night. Hope you're getting good sleep, Tabatha.

Amy Ludwig VanDerwater said...

These are exquisite. Thank you for sharing all of them. And this perfect quote - going right into my notebook. Gratitude. Peace. x

Michelle Heidenrich Barnes said...

moonless sky
a crow separates
from the night

I adore this one!