Favorite haiku.
Submitted by Jeandré on Fri, 03/05/2010 - 15:12
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- Step by step
- up a summer mountain -
- suddenly: the sea.
- -- Issa
- Showering
- onto Mount Kiso,
- the Milky Way.
- -- Issa
- Butterfly
- sleeping
- on the temple bell.
- -- Buson, translated by Robert Hass
- The temple bell stops.
- But the sound keeps coming
- out of the flowers.
- -- Bashō
- Wrapping the rice cakes,
- with one hand
- she fingers back her hair.
- -- Bashō, translated by Robert Hass
- All day in grey rain
- hollyhocks follow the sun's
- invisible road
- -- Bashō
- Even in Kyoto,
- how I long for Kyoto
- when the cuckoo sings
- -- Bashō
- Won't you come and see
- loneliness? Just one leaf
- from the kiri tree.
- -- Bashō
- A thicket of summer grass
- is all that remains
- of the dreams of ancient warriors.
- -- Bashō
- The long night:
- made even longer
- by a barking dog.
- -- Taneda Santōka, translated by Okami
- Death poems
- are mere delusion--
- death is death.
- -- Toko
Lovely list.
The only thing even vaguely relating to a haiku that I've encountered lately has been the song by Low, "Streetlight". The lyrics, as follows:
"And you can see her
as they crack and go out
She throws rocks at streetlights
keeps the streetlight changer busy."
Just beautiful atmospheric little scenes.
There's a really great 2-line Ezra Pound poem inspired by short eastern poetry like haikus that I read a while ago called "At A Station In The Metro" that's really quite something:
"The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough. "
Thanks for your time.