Taomeow Posted November 5, 2009 (edited) in praise of the OM seven syllables and then absolute silence Absolute Silence! So far away, long ago you taught me to sing Edited November 5, 2009 by Taomeow Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mYTHmAKER Posted November 5, 2009 Absolute Silence! So far away, long ago you taught me to sing  You taught me to sing sing sing with Benny Goodman Listen to nothing. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Apech Posted November 5, 2009 You taught me to sing sing sing with Benny Goodman Listen to nothing. Â Â Listen to nothing. There's nothing to listen to. Boundless soundlessness. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted November 5, 2009 Listen to nothing. There's nothing to listen to. Boundless soundlessness. Â Â Boundless soundlessness Innersmile exhilarates got to love a tune. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 6, 2009 (edited) Boundless soundlessness Innersmile exhilarates got to love a tune. Â Got to love a tune Hundred samskaras echo Stones' Goats Head Soup rocks Edited November 6, 2009 by MudLotus Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mYTHmAKER Posted November 6, 2009 Got to love a tune Hundred samskaras echo Stones' Goats Head Soup rocks  Stones' Goats Head Soup rocks Down the hill and up again Cycles recycle Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 6, 2009 (edited) Just a thought or two for Haikus:  1. Haikus are traditionally driven by IMAGERY  2. Witnessing, not philosophy or self-reference  Many early modernist and mid-century poets picked up on Asian poetry as one of their inspirations for how to create poetic verse. The notion of the "Image" became very important for many poets. William Carlos Williams set the tone for many who followed him when he proclaimed ""No ideas but in things." Perhaps his most famous poem was one of his simplest:  I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox  and which you were probably saving for breakfast  Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold  While the poem is not without the subjective point of view of the poet as narrator of an experience, it is instructive to see how he pulls your attention to the images of the plums in the icebox and closes by saying they were so sweet and so cold. I think the corollary I'd take from that is that when you are Haiku'ing it may be helpful to find some "thing" that is outside of your own self-referential notion of your self and is clearly either an object or a sensation not directly tied to you as a person or personality. Charles Olson spoke of Objective Verse for similar reasons.  So you see the poets may be speaking of their own perceptions and be referring to their own particular histories, but they are always drawing your attention back to something not localized in themselves, but of the world itself and some"thing" other than the writer.  While this may be a forum for practitioners, you may generate greater intrinsic awareness by playing more with the juxtaposition of images than with injecting your commentary on "essence" into it. After all, isn't haiku about experiencing some essential moment through words without having its meaning explained to you?  Perhaps you can get more out of haiku by reaching for words that become "things" as opposed to making philosophical statements or imposing meanings. The images can mean many things and there is always the ability to split hairs and have BOTH imagery and literary allusion at work simultaneously. Implied meanings are more subtle and challenging to the mind of the reader.  I love the last line haiku concept. Its a brilliant game, very conducive to combining imagery. Many haikus have one image(s) in a line or two that is offset by another image in the other line(s). The images don't have to be fully or even partially related. The art is in the poem, not the logic.  Another way of saying these things is concepts are usually lacking in poetic power. When you state a conceptual notion you are actually very much injecting yourself into the poem more than you may believe. It pulls the reader into your state of mind perhaps which could actually qualify as a "thing" of poetic value when handled well, but most of the time declaring ideas is not the point of haiku in general. An idea can be a thing so I don't want to impose anything or ruin the fun, but I'd like to see if people can push themselves further from their comfort zones and use their imagination as an observational toolkit, i.e. pull images from your mind if not from nature itself.  Still, this is 2009 and all references are worth mining. Pop culture is part of our experience. The trick is to work in any and all things as "things" more than injecting yourself into the poem.  Just some thoughts on haiku and poetry in general.  MudLotus Edited November 6, 2009 by MudLotus Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 6, 2009 Stones' Goats Head Soup rocks Down the hill and up again Cycles recycle  Cycles recycle Fat tires crushing Coke cans Garbage smell floats by Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Apech Posted November 6, 2009 Cycles recycle Fat tires crushing Coke cans Garbage smell floats by   Garbage smell floats by Kicked dead metal rattles on Scent of rotten rose.   Mudlotus,  Your thoughts on poetry are interesting, this is an open thread where people use this form to express themselves in their own way - through humor or their own philosophy or whatever and I wouldn't like to lose that kind of fun openness.  Cheers  A. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 6, 2009 (edited) Garbage smell floats by Kicked dead metal rattles on Scent of rotten rose. Mudlotus,  Your thoughts on poetry are interesting, this is an open thread where people use this form to express themselves in their own way - through humor or their own philosophy or whatever and I wouldn't like to lose that kind of fun openness.  Cheers  A.   Scent of rotten rose WTF Professor Mud? Rose crawl up your ass?  Thanks apepch. The haiku on the last page with the line about banging a nurse made me laugh out loud so you are right about letting things be. I like the funny ones. But even that was like an image to me if you get my drift. Edited November 6, 2009 by MudLotus Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Apech Posted November 6, 2009 Â Â Thanks apepch. The haiku on the last page with the line about banging a nurse made me laugh out loud so you are right about letting things be. I like the funny ones. But even that was like an image to me if you get my drift. Â Well I agree - you are right about the image thing of course. Â Scent of rotten roseWTF Professor Mud? Rose crawl up your ass? Â Rose crawl up your ass? Sure she's a proctologist, Get's into her work. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 6, 2009 (edited) Well I agree - you are right about the image thing of course. Rose crawl up your ass? Sure she's a proctologist, Get's into her work.  LOL! Thanks, that made my day   Gets into her work Immortals with clean insides Dew! Air! Delicious! Edited November 6, 2009 by MudLotus Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 7, 2009 Gets into her work Immortals with clean insides Dew! Air! Delicious! Â Dew! Air! Delicious! Iron Man competitors pass lemonade stand Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Apech Posted November 7, 2009 Dew! Air! Delicious! Iron Man competitors pass lemonade stand  pass lemonade stand pass the cocktail cabinet or pass the bottle. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 7, 2009 pass lemonade stand pass the cocktail cabinet or pass the bottle. Â or pass the bottle to Bogart jungle cruise man. Whiskey shots. Diesel. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
C T Posted November 7, 2009 or pass the bottle to Bogart jungle cruise man. Whiskey shots. Diesel. Whiskey shots. Diesel. Lets go catch the white weasel. Aye! Tribadism rocks! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 8, 2009 Whiskey shots. Diesel. Lets go catch the white weasel. Aye! Tribadism rocks! Â Aye! Tribadism rocks! Lesbos Wikipedia explains girl frottage Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Apech Posted November 8, 2009 Aye! Tribadism rocks! Lesbos Wikipedia explains girl frottage   explains girl frottage cutting scissor with scissor beats paper and stone. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Nanashi Posted November 8, 2009 beats paper and stone, the philosopher bemoans, with pen and chisel Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest artform Posted November 8, 2009 (edited) beats paper and stone, the philosopher bemoans, with pen and chisel   with pen and chisel we mark time, then neglect and time swallows our marks Edited November 8, 2009 by artform Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
MudLotus Posted November 8, 2009 (edited) with pen and chisel we mark time, then neglect and time swallows our marks  Time swallows our marks; Deustcheland, now United States. Wheelbarrow bonfire Edited November 8, 2009 by MudLotus Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Taomeow Posted November 8, 2009 with pen and chisel we mark time, then neglect and time swallows our marks Time swallows our marks Deep rumbling in his belly reveals his hunger Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
forestofclarity Posted November 8, 2009 Reveals his hunger The light within shows all things Reveals contentment Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
C T Posted November 8, 2009 Reveals his hunger The light within shows all things Reveals contentment Reveals contentment These papayas are sweet! Yum! A child's wisdom mind.. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Ohm-Nei Posted November 8, 2009 (edited) A child's wisdom mind, into the physical realm, once bones in the dirt, Edited November 8, 2009 by Ohm-Nei Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
