I love the cleverness of construction of this poem, Jim.
The single line format makes the poem itself into a picture of the scene for us – like a boat on the horizon. The middle of the poem is the word "rocks". It stands like a fulcrum, or the middle of a seesaw, to balance the two halves of this haiku. But ironically in this particular work the word itself is ambiguous – is it the boat that rocks, or are there physical rocks? And so on that word, the interpretation of the poem itself "rocks", it moves and shifts up and down.
Beautiful, Jim. Chimes perfectly with how I'm feeling right now.
between sky and sea
he walks with light feet
with feet of light
I so agree with Helen Buckingham! This is how I am feeling right now too and very aptly captured. I hope to reach the shore in one piece.
I love the cleverness of construction of this poem, Jim.
The single line format makes the poem itself into a picture of the scene for us – like a boat on the horizon. The middle of the poem is the word "rocks". It stands like a fulcrum, or the middle of a seesaw, to balance the two halves of this haiku. But ironically in this particular work the word itself is ambiguous – is it the boat that rocks, or are there physical rocks? And so on that word, the interpretation of the poem itself "rocks", it moves and shifts up and down.
Stunning effect. Wonderful poem. Great job Jim
Strider
Wow.
A contemporary haiku of sabi. Evocative. Nicely executed with a wonderful image of the small light.
So visual. I love this.
this small ache and all the rain too robinsong
Alan Summers
Modern Haiku vol. 44.1 winter/spring 2013
open ocean
between the sonar’s pings
moonless night