A TUESDAY FEATURE
host: Muskaan Ahuja
guest editor: Richa Sharma
Diary Writing
Taneda Shoichi (1882-1940) admired for his non-traditional haiku, had a tragic life that is responsible for the undoubted literary worth of his works today.
A few things about him will always linger in my contemplation. First, a deep attachment to his mother is very poignant. His book of haiku Somokuto was dedicated “to my mother / who hastened to her death when young.” Second, as we all know, he found enlightenment in daily life. Third, his profound love for haiku was aided by walking trips.
And fourth, he used to frequently record the circumstances that led to the composition of a particular poem or group of poems in his diaries and letters. Here is one excerpt from Grass and Tree Cairn:
In 1927 and 1928 I drifted aimlessly, along the San’yo Road, along the San’in Road, and in Shikoku and Kyushu.
Alone being eaten up by mosquitoes
Hitori de ka ni kuwareteiru
Some of my favourite haiku by Santoka:
wobbly on my feet
the good taste
of water
I go on walking
higan lilies
go on blooming*
* Higanbana (equinox flower), also called manjushage, is a wild lily that blooms around the autumn equinox.
Over the next week, I request you to compose short-form poems from your diary entries and scribbles. If you haven't written, let's begin today. Don't worry about imperfections. Over time and with edits, a poem will be clear as a mirror. Please remember, there will be a difference between translation and writing English-language haiku.
filter coffee —
sunbird tweets
the morning news
.
first time rangoli . . .
a kaleidoscope
of autumn colours
.
no GPS along
the village cows walk
home safe and sound
.
fields of white trillium butterflies in flight
riding on predawn shades of a whistling thrush's song
feedback most appreciated
facing the mirror inside out a champa blossom
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