my friend molly is reviving the haiku-a-day habit that sara & i shared while we were both living in seattle six years ago. our inspiration back then came from the haiku year in which seven (mostly famous) friends committed to writing a haiku a day for one year. most of these were western haiku, in which there are no syllable rules, and that's the form that sara & i exchanged. sara & i have committed to it again along with molly & some other friends, and i just broke out my old red cavallini butterfly journal from 2005 to reminisce.
the holy spirit wears
blue & white stripes
& red rain boots
i was amazed at how three simple lines a day could carry so much meaning & memory (even if a bit vague or nonsensical to others! this was about a little boy outside of the 45th street clinic, where i worked in seattle, wearing a soccer jersey of his team "espiritu santo" on a perfectly sunny day. and i remember being extraordinarily happy that day. see how those three lines recalled all of that to memory?).
daily journaler i am not; it always feels too tedious. i only journal when i'm angry or frustrated, to verbally process on paper in the absence of someone to actually talk to. i do have a prayer journal, but in terms of chronicling my daily existence, haikus are where it's at! josh keeps a record of our family's thoughts and movements, our story with God. and that's enough for me.
anyway, i am reviving the daily practice of haiku along with the examen (more on this in next post) this week, thanks to molly's challenge, and i invite you to join me in one or both of these exercises!
oh, to inspire you further, here's a japanese haiku, traditional 5, 7, 5 syllable structure, that my brother jeff wrote years ago:
the moon hangs like a
ratty clipped-off fingernail
seeking a waste bin
(i apparently thought his haiku was so awesome i committed it to memory, and i still have it, ten years later)
* picture: michael stipe, one of the 7 friends in "the haiku year"

5 comments:
i'm in. as soon as i refresh on the "haiku" rules. i love love love this. i have allowed my writing to fall into the abyss. somehow years ago i believe i was a fabulous writer (oh the ego i have). this year, i have recommitted to writing & regaining the little piece of my soul that lives with writing. thanks for including me!
I think about it
write strictly in syllables
and then I leave off
~Lezlie
ok. count me in. you sold me with your vignette about a 45th st clinic day.
the cold knows me
intimate under cover
giggles erupting sweetly
-Sarah
(I LOVE this idea Michelle!)
Of "western haiku"
I have only this to say:
Lazy poetry
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