Last
week, I had the privilege of teaching a haiku and blackout poetry
workshop.
Two
of my friends came to the workshop to support me
But
one of those friends was very loud in declaring that she hated haiku.
As
part of the workshop,
I
taught about each form of poetry and then had participants practice.
It
was funny,
Watching
grown men and women in deep concentration,
Visibly
counting syllables on their fingers,
Working
hard to get the numbers correct.
My
friend who hated haiku seemed to be on a roll.
When
it came time to share,
She
read her haiku series
And
explained that writing it had helped her get out what had been stuck in her
heart for the past few weeks.
That’s
what poetry does.
Whether
it’s haiku or blackout or acrostic or rhyming or any form that it might take,
Poetry
helps us get out what in on our hearts.
Haiku
is
Five
syllables
Seven
syllables
Five
syllables
Traditional
haiku is about nature
And
shares the image, descriptive language.
But
modern haiku can be about anything.
I’ve
even taken it to the point of making it into a series
When
one stanza is not enough.
Saturday
night,
I
could not sleep.
And
so I wrote this acrostic haiku series at 245am:
Trying
to write a
Haiku
in acrostic form
Is
really quite hard
So
much depends on
Individual
words and
Syllables
of course
Difficult
is good
In
the middle of the night
For
sleep alludes me
From
late coffee that
I
didn’t think would keep me
Conscious
all night long
Using
all my tools
Lessens
the angst of mem’ries
Triggered
by no sleep
I
remember much
Now
when I would rather be
Dreaming
and working
Everything
out while
Entertaining
my brain with
Deep
and healing rest
I
fell asleep shortly after that.
Whether
it’s haiku or blackout or acrostic or rhyming or any form,
I
encourage you to write a poem,
Or
something,
Today.
Because
maybe, just maybe,
It
will lead you to unexpected catharsis
Like
it did for my formerly haiku hating friend
Who
now connects with it and understands its power
In
a brand new way.
May
it be so.
Amen.
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