Line 1 conveys the action of scrambling up into a big tree and unraveling a snarl of lines. This haiku appealed to me on first reading because of its reflective tone. Perhaps the kite is not airborne but has come down in a field, its string trailing towards this small botanical discovery, which for the observer is a bonus which makes up for a crashed kite. When one expects the kite flier to be keenly looking up and following the play of the kite string high above, either their attention or that of a companion is diverted to a splash of red, a first spring bloom in the grass. Taking the poem less literally, the poet could have in mind the unexpected reversals of fortune which occur in many situations of work and life where all looks to be on course, until suddenly the metaphorical wind changes and we’re bound for a fall whether we like it or not.Ī simple seven-word monoku or monostich which intrigues for its unusual focus. Capricious kites are prone to do exactly that – reverse dive and plunge headlong into the ground – not because their paper wings are burnt by the sun, but because they suddenly lose what wind there is. This striking haiku is immediately relatable to a reader associating it with kite flying. Thank you to all poets, and thanks again to Kathy, Lori and The Haiku Foundation. I have one in a box, as yet unused by grandchildren, and will make sure I get it out now! I hope you enjoy the selection and choose your own favorites. I identified with the haiku about a kite found still wrapped in plastic in a father’s attic. Flying kites can be quite competitive, judging by memories of broken strings from epic tussles between siblings.
This week you flew me back to my own childhood with your poems of kites of all types, in all weathers, at different times of day and in many different places. All communication about the poems that are posted in the column will be added as blog comments.īelow is Marietta’s commentary for flying kites: Please note that by submitting, you agree that your work may appear in the column – neither acknowledgment nor acceptance emails will be sent. A few haiku will be selected for commentary each week. (The Submit button will not be available until the Name, Email, and Place of Residence fields are filled in.) With your poem, please include any special formatting requirements & your name & residence as you would like it to appear in the column. Please use the Haiku Dialogue submission form below to enter one or two original unpublished haiku inspired by the week’s theme, and then press Submit to send your entry. The deadline is midnight Eastern Daylight Time, Saturday April 30, 2022. I look forward this week to reading your haiku about your artistic endeavors. Whether sumi-e brush painting, etching, collage, life drawing, photography, sculpting clay or constructing video installations, different avenues of creativity offer many rewards. For adults art can be an outlet for emotions, a soothing pursuit which enhances memory and reasoning, a boost to mental resilience and an aid for recovery.
The process as much as the product, often the messier the better, gives them joy. I look forward to reading your personal response to the moments you’ve discovered.Ĭhildren are unforced artists and will happily spend hours building sand castles, gluing paper or painting. Simple gifts.Įach week for the next few weeks there will be a photographic prompt on the theme of ‘Finding peace and contemplation.’ with images capturing moments when we might seek inspiration if the going gets tough. Small pauses in quotidian life may be devoted to living slower, using every sense, and sharing our pleasure through poetry. We can marvel at the night sky or clouds by day, cheer a ladybug as it climbs a twig and opens its wings, dangle our feet in a cool river, rest in a tree’s benevolent shade, stroke velvety green moss, smell ozone freshness at the coast, crunch through frosty grass, listen to morning birdsong, taste a last autumn apple. Maybe it’s time to become immersed in the enjoyment of one aspect of this spectacular world which amazes, delights and refreshes us. Between work and family responsibilities, daily needs and doomscrolling, days rush by in a breakneck blur and we sometimes end the week with a sense of ‘where did that go?’ We’re surrounded by the wonders of our shared universe. Finding peace and contemplation… in leisure time with Guest Editor Marietta McGregorĪt times in our lives, fast-moving events of our day-to-day existence may become overwhelming.
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