Sep
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All the paths you will ever travel lead you to your next. Nothing stops. It only seems to. See that mountain, see that city, see that ocean and that starry night. Each time you look they're there, yes, but only on pause. . .
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egg with legs—
a fattening robin
cocks its head
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Singing Moon—
the farmer's working late
not so the bats
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[chart by dackra http://goo.gl/c6Jil] A place to harvest some seasonal references. . . http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September
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If a butterfly lands on my sandwich as I admire a view from a hill, here in rainy England. And, if I take a bite of my snack and nearly eat this winged insect. And then, if it flies out of my mouth in the nick of time. To write a haiku about this lucky Lepidoptera would indicate a summer event . . .
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what's this
stuck in the throat—
a little kite?
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Someone once famously remarked: "Everything I have ever learned, or could ever learn, is as a single grain of sand upon an endless beach."
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on Einstein Beach
a starry crab— his logic
thins out
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Crouching under the village's oldest apple tree, wet with English drizzle, hunkered down with all the other little scavengers, collecting apple crumble windfalls (before the wasps get merry) - as they drop on my back. . .
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in the wind and rain
catching red apples
as they fall
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All this must come together, all these aesthetic terms. Even 'aesthetic' is a query? In the start is wasn't art it was a magical dialogue with nature's bounty. See a hand, a mudprint, deep in the womb of the earth. See ancient animals prancing in the rock air. Is art the tool of magic and is all we have today, in our fallen humanism and mental science, three ducks on a wall - flying through polka dots to nowhere, forever?
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stumbling to Calvary —
in an abandoned church
rose hips and brambles
Death Cap, Maiden Bradley, Wiltshire: September 2011 [haiku/photo — jp]
"Death caps have been reported to taste pleasant. This, coupled with the delay in the appearance of symptoms—during which time internal organs are being severely, sometimes irreparably, damaged—makes it particularly dangerous. . ."
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from the buzzard's cockpit—
a tiny photographer
in a golden field
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Crossroader, Svetlana Marisova, has passed over. Condolences to her family, from all of us at Haiku Crossroads. Here is our haiku response . . .
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butterfly time—
assuredly, sweet
the nectar
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down the wet alley
a broken neon sign
sparks on and off
falling shadows
make no sound
Haiku is all about making seasonal mind-movies. The words present an experience, you know, rather than explain it. The words transmit an inner video, a little dream - which shows meaning, through directly shared experience - non-verbally.
Haiku is a psychic medium for projecting empathic telepathy, is my own theory Learn the basics, read the classics, do-a-haiku-a-day. This is how to learn haiku.
Here's a good link for the classics . . .
http://thegreenleaf.co.uk/HP/haigapages.htm
Here is a haiku poll to start you off . . .
http://tinyurl.com/haikupoll
jp
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tot·siens (tôtsns) interj. South African Used to express farewell. [Afrikaans : tot, until + siens, seeing.] - thefreedictionary
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The porch swallows, 4 youth and their parents, are gone. Hurrah! Can use the front door again. They left me an egg though - will keep it warm until next summer. Now it's the house martins. They're all in the sky doing stunning aerial warm-ups before heading for the coast and open water.
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even loop-de-loops—
the house martins
play chicken!
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blue sky—
a graveyard angel
guards the leaves
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Along the wayless way only those without maps can proceed to nowhere. When I go out hunting the wild haiku there are no protocols or criteria. Only the amazingness of becoming. Once a wild haiku is caught though, it does need cooked. This is where a good knowledge of recipes can come in handy. You know, for the dinner party.
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Singing Moon—
seems the eye of a space dragon
skims earth. . . .
Drum, Spring Piece, Maiden Bradley, Wiltshire: September 2011 [haibun/photo — jp]
There was a full moon last night and some patches of cirrus cloud. One of the traditional names for this harvest moon is: 'Singing Moon'. It was very bright and the landscape was well lit. There was even warmth on the skin.
Pondering this orbital rock and the cirrus clouds, an image of a large creature's head formed. As it were a blind being with radient eyes, seen from the side as it passed by on some unfathomable mission through the abyss of outer space.
Between the stars.
jp
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Over here in rainy England, regarding a seeded dandelion's parachutes "...if you can blow all the seeds off with one blow, then you are loved with a passionate love. If some seeds remain, then your lover has reservations about the relationship. If a lot of the seeds still remain on the globe, then you are not loved at all, or very little." http://fohn.net/dandelion-pictures/folklore.html. The allusion in this little haiku (autumnal seasonal reference) is to that childhood folk game and also the waiting in readiness of the dandelion's seeds to catch a ride on the wind. Deployed, by nature, for diaspora. I see no animistic personification?
jp
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For me, a haiku appears as plasma, a tentative vortex, a wraith from a place where logic thins out; which comes into focus out of the blue when observing a small surprise - often whilst leaning on a gate in a shadowed valley, or squatting on an upland tumulus, eating crisps with the mountain spirits in the drizzle and the early morning mist. . . .
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parts of sheep
visionary toadstools
Neolithic ghosts
statics, swirls,
betwixts,
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As a tadpole I did sillyku, but that was that then and this is this now and then. . . .
"Use dadaku on a daily, if not second by second basis. Dadaku forms the foundation for any creative gobbledygook rap arsenal. When you're on one without dadaku, it's like not having any connective tissue. Yeah, it's that wrinkly."
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seat up toilet down chemicalsocean
in the gaps
between falling leaves
more leaves
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standing up
a leaf falls down
his spine
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Horses for courses. Put your faith in the wisdom of DNA. Sometimes men, sometimes women. It's like a heartbeat. A diostolic retort for God's dreamings to wax and wane. . . .
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in a Nippon puddle
one leaf
glows
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between the floating leaves
a stranger's face looks at
the father
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Lao-tzu or Chuang-tzu?
falling down leaves
smear the trail
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. . . .at full speed; at the top of one's speed; head over heels; as fast as one's legs can carry one; at a fast clip, scamper. . . .
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flee ye pesky little spiders
from thine landlord's
leaf filled wellies!
jp
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What is it about holes? Their mystery. Over here, in rainy England, the moles are building up their larders for winter. Digging new tunnels for their worming expeditions. Molehills keep appearing overnight. By the way, the excavated and finely crumbled soil is excellent for house plants.
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windy, leaves. . . .
newspaper
ghosts
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in the street lamp's nimbus /
a fairytale mushroom—
spot on
Emily Dickinson, was she a proto-haijin? in the street lamp's nimbus / a fairytale mushroom— spot on [but, Emily got there first]
The mushroom is the elf of plants. At evening it is not. At morning in a truffled hut it. . . .
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stops upon a spot
as if it tarried always;
and yet
Emily D.
[edited by jp]
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The emperor wore glorious flowing robes made of magic thread . . .
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look,
a leaf— its own sail
sailing
In 1994 as part of an Art Project, 26 haiku were placed on the marquees of abandoned movie houses. Many of the haiku remained there for several years before renovation of the area took place and the old theaters were replaced. Before they came down, They were pictured on posters, in books, and even in movies, becoming a part of Times Square history. Here are photos of some of the marquees and some of the poets who wrote the haiku.
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Cor Van den Heuvel did Tundra, an extreme minimalist piece that features the one word against an expanse of white background (snow). Here we have the kigo (summer) of Hiroshima implied (first connotation). The background represents, of course, a radiation whiteout.
"[Hiroshima] became best known as the first city in history to be destroyed by a nuclear weapon when the United States Army Air Forces (USAAF) dropped an atomic bomb on it at 8:15 A.M. on August 6, 1945, near the end of World War II" - Wikipedia
we watched the blast
from a picnic area
at edge of town
jp
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fleet be the wind
once rippled barley— now
earth ripples it
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[word sculpture haiku/concreteku — jp]
http://tinyurl.com/haiga-visku
on the wire
a swallow sharpens
it's wings
on the wire
a swallow sharpens
its wings
Once you get it, it's the only way to see it. The apostrophe is, of course, the swallow's beak. A challenge to our trained reflexes. Also, to our haiku vision - it's (sic) clarity of perceptive analysis? The original came out of a direct experience, just as was. (Shasai). What else does a swallow do with its wings? 'Preening' is for the breast feathers. Those wings, they need sharpened, which is what I watched the bird do, last summer.
jp
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under Orion's orbit
a loose matrix of owl hoots
measures the valley
Orion can be seen here in rainy England, during the dark half of the year. It's an old friend. Up there in the endlessness, heralding spring and summer in bonnie Faeryland's dimensional inversion.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Faeryland
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