spring visitors

The red-domed lady bug makes its way around the edge of the washroom sink. Lower down, near the drain, another one shuffles. I find a piece of paper and lift the second one to a safer place on the window sill. Then I reach for my toothbrush and toothpaste and turn on the tap. What do these tiny bugs feel I wonder. Do they suffer like us if overwhelmed by a torrent of running water?

spring sunshine

life throngs through the window seams

miniature beings

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In response to dVerse Poet’s Pub Haibun Monday: Compassion

a fusion haiku featuring Ozaki Hosai

gazing from the shore

my feelings of want dissolve

with the dying light

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This haiku is inspired by two haiku of Ozaki Hosai (1885-1926) who was part of the free haiku movement in Japan:

on the field

where evening has died out,

my footsteps

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the heart

that seeks something

I release to the sea

© Ozaki Hosai (revised by Chèvrefeuille)

In response to Carpe Diem Crossroads #9: Ozaki Hosai’s ‘on the field’

compression

Amaya at dVerse gave us an interesting challenge tonight—to select two quotes, each from a different book, and use them as the first and final lines of a poem— in other words ‘bridge the gap’.

there, from spitting on the sidewalk

to chewing gum in class

from picking peas off her plate

to treading on the parlour carpet

from cycling down to the creek

to sassing her superiors

loomed a forbidden world

once alive with wonder

now a flattened minefield—

she felt crushed

as a gleaming metal sheet being

forced into a furnace

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Our choice of quotes could be intentional or random. I took the random route and used lines from page 111 of each book.

The first quote is: “there, from spitting on the sidewalk to chewing gum in class” from Precious Cargo by Craig Davidson.

The final line of the poem is derived from “the way a sheet of metal might be forced into a furnace”, found in The Sixth Extinction by Elizabeth Kolbert.

“How good it would be” a quadrille response to a poem from Dick Allen’s “Zen Master Poems”

How good it would be to not question.”

to glide

to just be

never minding psychic puddles

and rational muddles

to just be still

Does a dog question its tail?

Does a tree question its leaves?

Does the moon wish for a new path?

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My quadrille is based on a poem by Dick Allen (1939-2017) published in 2016 in his book “zen master poems” . In this collection of poems Allen writes from within the persona of a Zen Master.

My first line quotes the first line of his poem and my concluding questions mimic his use of questions. To read his poem please follow this link to the Google Books preview, page 6.

For some reason I counted the words in Allen’s poem and discovered that it is exactly 44 words (in other words, it’s a quadrille). My quadrille uses the word ‘muddle’, this week’s quadrille prompt at dVerse Poets Pub.

Spring troiku

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 Bare branches

waving soft fringes of green

bright chirps from within

a painting against blue sky

etched by sunlight

life longs to return

leaves under my feet

rememberlast autumn

before the snow

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This is a troiku based on a haiku of Yozakura (1640-1716).  A troiku is composed by writing three new haiku, each starting with a line of a chosen original.  Here is Yozakura’s original haiku (as translated):

bare branches

a painting against the blue sky

leaves under my feet

©Yozakura

The troiku form was developed by Chevrefeuille, host of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, and my troiku responds to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #31: Troiku…bare branches. Embedded in the troiku is a series of three haiku (as mentioned above). The first haiku is my response to this week’s Haikai Challenge #32 twittering (saezuri).

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