Thursday, June 22, 2006

Triplets at my imagination

This strange form of poetry, they call it the haiku, has always fascinated me. Coming from the Japanese roots fostered by greats like Basho, Buson, Issa and Shiki and farmed over in English by legends like Blyth, Henderson, Stryck and Beilenson, whether it is the nature or the nurture, haiku has now become the most convenient form for penning down imaginations.


What is a haiku?
A haiku has three lines, describes the images of nature. It is not a single sentence broken up into three lines, but it can be said in one breath. It usually has a 'punch' in the last line, well, does it have some syllable-structure - some say 5-7-5, some say that's only for the Japanese, in English it has totally 9 syllables, short-long-short. Punctuations - go ahead and use them, but the split is clear even without them. Metaphors and similes and rhymes, why do you want to use them when you have only three lines? Capitalization, your wish; use paradox, use puns; well, the freedom is you, extend it to your discretion is the rule. An ordinary event in an ordinary style with a thought of difference is the motto.

I guess I spoke too much on the rules of what's supposed to be a liberation-poetry. Haiku veterans say "Learn the rule and forget it", so I have buried them.

My first attempt
I am not a poet or a lyricist, but somehow involving with haikus over and over in the recent few months, trying to help out my dad doing menial works of typing and formatting for his books, I thought I should experience how it feels to write something that closely resembles a haiku. I really don't know if I would come along and would want to cherish the moments of writing haiku by doing them more, but I really want to get such one and a half hours over me again.

Golden moon
Feast to the eyes
My sleep?

"Save trees"
In bold letters
On a wooden plank.

"Don't pollute"
Hardly visible from behind
Auto-rickshaw!

Porter applauds
The reel hero in his role
Irony?

Minister's Mercedes
Well,
my tax?

Untouchable rescues
From the deep well
The upper caste daughter.

Baby near
Everyone around
A baby!

Leave me alone
No lights please
My shadow!

Mutualism
The snake and
The venom.

3 comments:

  1. Un-understandable,
    Incomprehendable.
    Haiku?

    Nice da. You are going great guns. I guess you might have also realised that it takes hardly 10-20 minutes to write a blog. Please keep blogging :)

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  2. Porter applauds -
    the hero in his role
    reversed?

    Baby near
    everyone around -
    a baby!

    Mutualism -
    the snake and
    the venom.

    @ cudnt get the above ones da

    Leave me alone
    no lights -
    my shadow!

    @ This is the Best one i reckon..

    Hv u gone thru cavafy's poems?
    I think u wud like them very much

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