Haiku is a
poetic form originated in Japan which has been adapted for use by poets who
write in English and harbor a desire to drive themselves crazy.
The form
requires three lines, the first and last holding five syllables, the middle seven.
Seventeen syllables in all.
Usually
there is an allusion to nature, and a break of some sort that draws attention
to a comparison of two images. (See what I mean about driving yourself crazy?)
But not
always. Poets tend to go their own way, and adapt poetic forms (like haiku) to
suit themselves.
The fun with
haiku, I think, is trying to say something without really coming right out and saying
it, and to layer as much meaning into the words as possible. And, for me,
ambiguity is often an interesting tool (which can drive readers crazy).
Haiku are
usually untitled, but I like to use a title of sorts. It can add to the fun.
Here’s one I wrote called “Haiku for Hunger”:
Tomorrow lies in
the curve of a woman’s breast
in moonshadow glow.
I think it
paints a vivid picture, but there’s the question: What’s it all about?
Maybe it’s
about the hunger of a baby, and the image is of a mother sitting in a rocker by
the window in the night, breastfeeding a baby which represents the future.
Or it could
be the hunger is desire, and the picture it paints is of a man admiring his
sleeping wife and contemplating waking her up for some marital bliss to
strengthen the future of the relationship (he’s obviously dreaming—or crazy),
or hoping to add to the family at some future date nine months hence.
Then again,
it could be a fretful insomniac woman up all night worrying what the future
holds, wishing she’d covered her filmy nighty with a warm robe.
Or perhaps
it’s something else altogether.
But, in the
end, it’s only seventeen syllables.
“Haiku for
Hunger” is one of a handful of haiku verses in my new collection of Western and
cowboy poetry, Goodnight Goes Riding and
Other Poems. There’s nothing overtly Western or cowboy about the poem, but
I like it and wanted it in the book.
Besides, it
could be the woman in question lives on a ranch. I’ll go with that.
What is it with you and sex, Rod?? All your poems...sex, sex, sex! Wait, that's right isn't it? I mean, they're kind of ambiguous but it seems to me they're about sex. I look forward to your new book, you are an amazing poet (even if you ARE obsesses with sex!).
ReplyDeleteWell, Jim, it just goes to show that the old advice to "write what you know" doesn't always hold true.
DeleteI like haiku. And I particularly enjoyed that one. One of my favorites--that i sometimes use when I'm teaching young writers is:
ReplyDeleteHaiku are easy
But sometimes they make no sense
Refrigerator
It was good to see you at the signing in SLC.
Marc
Thanks, Marc. I hope you're keeping yourself upright on the road.
DeleteWheels turn and turn and
Motorcycle goes and goes
One fish two fish red
So cool that you are being published by Pen-L! Yeah! Hugs and love all around. Can't wait to read the book, Rod.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Amy.
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