First there is the holding of the breath. Then what is hoped for arrives. Relief and breathing easy. Reds and yellows give way to blues and greens. Sharp outlines wash into soft blurs. Relax.
I am always amazed by the range of poets who find inspiration in the brief forms of poetry we prize and celebrate on this site. Learning a little of your background brought a whole new appreciation to the work you shared with us.
The essence of haiku (or one of them, anyway) seems to be its brevity. It is frequently described as being a poem "in a single breath". How we arrange the words and sounds that make up our poem – the attempt to encapsulate and share with others through words our concrete yet ecstatic experience – is part of the art. And I love how you have arranged this poem. A single horizontal line – I feels as if I am sitting with you on a high Himalayan mountain, and surveying with you the changing of the seasons. And again, the breath which is being released by the rain matches the single breath of the verse. It is a controlled, steady breath – deliberately released. I gain a sense of almost divine purpose, and I feel calm from this vantage, however crazy and chaotic the world appears below.
Sonam, thank you for this poem, and thank you for joining us on Tinywords.
February 11th, 2014 at 1:06 pm
First there is the holding of the breath. Then what is hoped for arrives. Relief and breathing easy. Reds and yellows give way to blues and greens. Sharp outlines wash into soft blurs. Relax.
February 11th, 2014 at 3:48 pm
Very nice collaboration between haiku and artwork.
warm regards,
Alan
February 11th, 2014 at 3:53 pm
Beautiful art. Thank you, Ellen
February 12th, 2014 at 8:56 am
Ahhhhh – beautiful, Sonam.
I hope all is well with you? :)
marion
February 12th, 2014 at 8:56 am
I also love the delicate watercolour!
February 17th, 2014 at 4:21 am
I am always amazed by the range of poets who find inspiration in the brief forms of poetry we prize and celebrate on this site. Learning a little of your background brought a whole new appreciation to the work you shared with us.
The essence of haiku (or one of them, anyway) seems to be its brevity. It is frequently described as being a poem "in a single breath". How we arrange the words and sounds that make up our poem – the attempt to encapsulate and share with others through words our concrete yet ecstatic experience – is part of the art. And I love how you have arranged this poem. A single horizontal line – I feels as if I am sitting with you on a high Himalayan mountain, and surveying with you the changing of the seasons. And again, the breath which is being released by the rain matches the single breath of the verse. It is a controlled, steady breath – deliberately released. I gain a sense of almost divine purpose, and I feel calm from this vantage, however crazy and chaotic the world appears below.
Sonam, thank you for this poem, and thank you for joining us on Tinywords.
Strider