Don’t want to forget about Haiku. Reminded today when I was flicking through the course outline and saw mention of wabi-sabi. Went to investigate the recommended book and saw books on Haiku too.
I remember the gist of a haiku from forty years ago when I was at school. A couple of years ago I looked it up using the wonders of the internet and found that it was a haiku by Taigi – a japanese guy who lived in the 1700s.
My memory was this:
A butterfly flew by
Look, look there I said
But there was noone there.
The actual haiku was about a firefly and is translated differently to what I have written, but still the mood and meaning has stayed with me. It’s the only poem I remember from school and at the time, and still, I find it poignantly sad.
I’m thinking that I would like to be able to write haiku to accompany my work. Or maybe write haiku to inspire my work. Perhaps a fragment as title. One line of a haiku is even called a fragment – an evocative word in itself. They just seem so expressive, and at the same time accessible.