3 haiku schmaiku
May 12, 2008 at 7:00 pm | Posted in antihaiku, poetry, writing | 11 CommentsTags: craft, haikuschmaiku, poetry, writing
there is a difference between the ocean and the sea,
the sea stretches flat to the horizon and the ocean
turns back on itself and crashes as a wave of sound and energy,
that is to say i
promised controversy and
failed, never mind,
it may be possible to learn how to write poetry
but perhaps it is not possible
to learn how to be a poet,
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i don’t understand this post so i’m shrugging, hands in the air, stoopid look on my face…
Did you see your huge hug in the hidden post? anyway in case not I will leave another here, (((((((((((Lakota))))))))))))
Comment by Lakota — May 12, 2008 #
I love the difference between the ocean and the sea, I love the Alessaandro Barrico novel titled Ocean Sea – what does that signify.
I read recently that a Poet (capitalised) is someone who not only writes the poetry but lives the lifestyle, wears the clothes, the comment was referring to Byron but equally could apply to others. In a more general sense, I would say that a poet is someone who is taking the writing of poetry seriously, committing to it.
yaya, commitment, that is a good one, complete commitment might be a bit too much, maybe, except in certain controlled environment, after all one would not wish to be committed hahahahahaha, in a sense,
Comment by Crafty Green Poet — May 12, 2008 #
definitely, complete commitment is too much,
too much in the Jazz sense? like a compliment, wow man that was too much?
Comment by Crafty Green Poet — May 12, 2008 #
Great poems. Japanese haikus present the scene as clearly as possible and make any meaning at the most implied. Western haikus, like these, organize the scene around the meaning — and I believe this is as it should be: hasn’t the western genius always been about spinning an intellectual web of sense which spans the universe?
As far as the “what-is-a-poet” conversation is concerned, I can’t think of anything to say.
Cool, that is a perfect delineation, west takes things apart to understand them and the east puts them together, seeks unities, to vastly oversimplify, and you also win a gentlemanly handshake like lakotas hug for you last and perfectly true sentence, (you)
Comment by Peter — May 12, 2008 #
was my fuzzled brain so far gone this morning that i didn’t notice this was haiku?
~blinking owlishly~
and yes, I snagged my hug the other day and will take this one as well thankyouverymuch.
i’m greedy like that. ~tackling you for another hug~
ow! tackled. no i changed into haiku when you weren’t looking, three card monte’d you were, haha,
Comment by Lakotaprincess — May 12, 2008 #
But is there really a differance? smile and ((((((you)))))
woohoo Enigma hugs, my favourite, (((((((((((((((((((you)))))))))))))))))) yayayaya
Comment by enigma — May 12, 2008 #
I’m sorry. I’m an agent from the International Haiku Accounting Board and you overstayed your syllable count. You owe us twelve syllables, preferably in t, p and k’s those power “mute” consonants we so value. In addition, I’m afraid that your distinction between the ocean and the c is merely spurious, meant to defraud, delude and confuse your readers. Just to clarify, this is by all regulations a Shmaiku and not a Haiku. And finally, poets can be clearly distinguished from those merely writing poetry by their universal garb: The Roman Toga and black cowboy boots.
ocean, sound goes up, o, smacks down like a wave, shun. seeeee sound stretches out endlessly, bloody accountants,
hahaha, snakeskin boots,
Comment by Writer Reading — May 12, 2008 #
Well, in short, I really loved this. Ocean and the sea, poetry and the poet. Amazing!
However, IMHO, I think being a poet is a certain kind of way of being, or rather a mental disposition, and I feel it is unrelated to actually penning down a single word!
Of course, it is geniuses like you and Eliot who happen to be combinations of that mental disposition and verbs of actually penning them down…
Thanks Sumedh, I agree, it is a way of thinking, of processing information, yes that is my current position too,
Comment by Sumedh — May 12, 2008 #
it’s genius to be able to evoke so much meaning into only nine lines. love that last stanza. i like the way the poem defines ocean and sea, poetry and poet, but in the end maybe the only distinction between the two are the ones i choose. a person’s feelings on whether or not they are or aren’t a poet can fluctuate and change moment from moment.
Haha, thankyou Lissa, i know you are right cos i was agreeing with Sumedh and now I am agreeing with you, i changed my mind so you must be right, hmm, i’ confuseded now, too many hugs have twirled my brain,
Comment by lissa — May 13, 2008 #
Your haiku shmaiku is great! Anyone who is compelled to write poetry is a poet. I really liked Johemmant’s comment/breakdown of it too, art is never static its always changing as you change and go through moods. I feel that each and every poem I write is different than the other. You’re a poet of the first-class order, and I know that all our good readers will agree.
thankyou, change but hopefully a single unified aesthetic running through a body of work, a signature if you like can be quite important, you want to create a body of work more than write another poem,
Comment by harmonie22 — May 13, 2008 #
There sure is something in that thought..
Comment by gautami tripathy — May 14, 2008 #