Waking in the night;
the lamp is low,
the oil freezing.
It has rained enough
to turn the stubble on the field
black.
Winter rain
falls on the cow-shed;
a cock crows.
The leeks
newly washed white,-
how cold it is!
The sea darkens;
the voices of the wild ducks
are faintly white.
Ill on a journey;
my dreams wander
over a withered moor.
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I think this a great way of using Haiku's in a poem. Six individual poems all linked to make one.
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stunning
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these are most beautiful with such simple words
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Basho's hokku
From guest Alan Summers (contact)
Some of Basho's greatest hokku. Basho started collecting and publishing hokku (starting verses for renga, linked poems by different poets) and started a process which made hokku a poem in its own right, and Shiki called them 'haiku' for the twentieth century. It's nice to make them look like verses/stanzas in an overall poem! Alan www.withwords.org.uk -
haiku poems
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awesome haiku poems who wrote them? im guessing basho! he is such a good poet! -
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Yes, Matsuo Basho. You can see at the upper right where it tells the author. If you click on his name you will be brought to his author page where you can read an extended biography and more haiku by Basho.
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Ill on a journey;
my dreams wander
over a withered moor.
>>>> Definitely a steller haiku!
~Madd -
"The sea darkens;
the voices of the wild ducks
are faintly white. "
Love the contrast in this one...
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The last stanza is the best, it does a perfect job tieing the poem together, and it, in a way, tells the moral of the piece.
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Oh my! What a lovely collection we have here. Some very fine work indeed. All these have great imagery. My favourite is the last one. Great work!
-Charishma
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