I am still in the early stages of coming to terms with writing haiku... ... though they have long pulled me in to their world of brevity, bright clarity, wisdom and naked, emotive imagery. I’m a novice! I read the works of Bashō and other great haiku poets, and am humbled by their brilliance, and inspired to live, breathe and encounter this world as I imagine they must have, to make my way toward insights and expressions such as these: In the cicada's cry No sign can foretell How soon it must die. Matsuo Bashō Blowing from the west Fallen leaves gather In the east. Yosa Buson Don’t weep, insects - Lovers, stars themselves, Must part. Kobayashi Issa Though I love writing in almost every form, from the personal essay, to short stories and other forms of poetry, there is something that keeps me trying my hand at haiku. Doing so feels only like a great writing practice but a spiritual one as well (aren’t all our practices spirit...
Women's Spiritual Poetry