Do You See?
>My esteemed former colleague from The Ithaca Journal, Roger DuPuis II, now an editor working from Scranton, has a beautiful way with Haikus. His comment was so arresting that I decided to put it up as a separate post. He blogs at arespectablesecond. Read on:
I was delighted to receive your request for haiku. I think a started working with the form out of a wry desire to use it as a filter with which to distill my own sardonic angst into little pools of pure, shimmering bile! Albeit drinkable bile …
Rather than fall into the appalling Western tendency to caricature the form (see above; and I agree) I wanted to capture moments, people and ideas which were ordinary, yet sublime — and sometimes really rather jarring — and which had nothing to do with leaves or ducks or lily ponds.
The 5-7-5 pattern required me to work in a controlled fashion which prohibited my charateristic verbosity, to which you are right now being subjected! That said, here are a few untitled selections from recent months:
“Seated down the train:
Proud sister, your poise and grace
Somehow make me smile.”
That ode was to an unidentified woman on a Philadelphia elevated train, whom I gazed upon bleary-eyed the morning after a particularly nasty row with my best friend. April 14, 2008. Happily we’ve moved on… But also from that day:
“E-mail is evil.
For it never quite conveys,
What you meant to say.”
Unrelated from the next day, after I had my income taxes done:
“Well, that was painless!
Sometimes it’s worth it to pay
Someone else to think.”
Haiku about income taxes! How very bourgeois –not a lotus flower in sight!
Then there was this, written privately to a family member in July:
“All the little lies
Told so we can smooth the way …
Deals with the Devil.”
Such is life.– R.