Pondering classical haiku, can tangle my mind
When first-day-of-spring lifts my hair, haiku may leap from my pen
Waiting for, a haiku moment, perhaps this, is it.
Ever since I started writing haiku, I have engaged internally with an interest in classical haiku and a desire for creative leeway. It is not really a problem—just a process that happens. These reflections experiment with the Sijo poetry form — for the classical guidelines, please follow the link.