Essence of 'Ku
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-An ‘04 era haiku by Tristan Sandulak, originally posted on andcuriouser.com.
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Remember back in elementary, maybe even in junior high, when your teachers told you that ‘haiku’ was a Japanese form of poetry defined syllabically by the form 5-7-5? Mine did. They were lying.
I’ve been vaguely aware of this for some time, but that didn’t stop me from writing my 200-odd haikus in 5-7-5 form, many of which have appeared on the sidebar of andcuriouser.com.
In Jack Kerouac’s Dharma Bums, Japhy (real life poet Gary Snyder) says, “A real haiku’s gotta be as simple as porridge and yet make you see the real thing.” In his opinion, the greatest haiku is by the Chinese poet Shiki, and goes (in his translation)
The sparrow hops
along the veranda
with wet feet
To be fair to those underpaid, undereducated, and overstressed elementary school teachers just trying to get through the curriculum and get the students out to recess, the haiku in Chinese (or Japanese) is comprised of three descending lines of five characters, seven, and five respectively. Moreover, it is poorly suited to the English language in general. Ezra Pound is probably the best known twentieth century proponent of Asian poetry, and he promoted it, like a good imagist, on the grounds that the characters themselves often amplify the words they are intended to represent. Haiku in English doesn’t work that way, and there’s usually a lot more meaning in five Chinese characters than in five English syllables (or even five English words). This is due to the fact that Chinese has very little grammar – no tense modifiers, few conjunctions, and most importantly no prepositions.
All that is mildly informational. But the point I’m coming to is that I’ve decided to abandon my childhood haiku philosophy, in favour of the Gary Snyder/Ezra Pound version. The essence of haiku is not it’s structure. The essence is the image, amplified by the precision of the structure.
And now, an interactive challenge for my readers! Submit a haiku of your own, stating which haiku philosophy you are employing and why. Or, post one of each, with commentary. Or, just post a haiku for the hell of it.
steph said,
Mar 24, 09:24 #
auric beams of gold
roaring to the ground beneath…
only spill on snow
theburdman said,
Mar 24, 13:48 #
I never cared for
Haikus in general or for
writing in meter.
I’m much too lazy to write them like that.
Some haikus can be really funny though.
Tristan said,
Mar 24, 22:51 #
Here’s my own contribution.
Coffee grinds
Rest like boulders
In my cup
njero said,
Mar 24, 23:02 #
I lived with you
for half a year so I’d say
you’ve drained all my haiku.
That would be the bastard version. Neither strict meter, nor clear imagery.
A poser sits
peer pressure wets his brow
backspace worn with use.
Again no meter, this time with imagery—though less concrete than it could be. I wish we’d taken more poetry in LA.
Theburdman said,
Mar 25, 10:29 #
So much depends on
a red wheel barrow glazed with
rain water beside the
steph said,
Mar 25, 13:56 #
Liquid coffee
Drowns floating cells in the mind
Urinates them out
hehe!
keira said,
Mar 25, 21:51 #
I wrote a haiku in high school – I believe it was about goats and the chiming of bells. I don’t believe I’ve attempted any haikus since then. Here goes my second attempt:
simple as porridge
flakes of oatmeal expanded
to a lumpy mess
. . . uhh no, not my calling then
Tristan said,
Mar 26, 20:24 #
More! More!
She rides
Laughing on the handlebars
While he peddles
(See? I lead by example.)
steph said,
Mar 27, 14:43 #
a scream escapes lips
momentary loss of breath
but then trusts again
njero said,
Mar 27, 21:14 #
Seriously, the double spacing is killing this. Which inspires me:
Damnable Textile
lines spread so very wide apart
in ugly rungs.
Tartski said,
Mar 27, 22:57 #
This is the first Haiku I’ve written since Jr. high school.
A crumpled paper
reads, “Sorry, please try again”
Lying by the trash can.