Monday, April 11, 2005

Yen For Yet More Haiku

I have long been fascinated by both Koan and Haiku though understanding has been elusive at best. Then I had not been acquainted with Yosa Buson. While I am still illiterate and untrained in the art of reading Haiku, I can now feel the words speak to me.

I return to them in different moods to see if new meanings will be revealed. My immersion is complete as I marvel at the effect ten words or less can have.

Yosa Buson

Before the white chrysanthemum
the scissors hesitate
a moment.

Calligraphy of geese
against the sky--
the moon seals it.

the sound of the bell
as it leaves the bell.

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