A very poignant ku exploring the science of sound. It also explains the mechanical life of the modern time. The sound of machine eclipses the muse of the tiny cricket. It subtly discovers the invasion of noise into the serene sonority of nature. Let us relish the sound of silence!
December 21st, 2018 at 12:54 pm
winter night
crickets
on the sound machine
—SUSAN MALLERNEE
I'm reminded that I bought many years ago various gadgets that you could wind up to sound like crickets. I used to write haiku to them sometimes too.
Crickets are often autumn creatures, depending where you are, and I like the fact that the sound is missed in the next season. Wonderful!
I'm often reminded that joggers like parks and other scenic places but sometimes ignore the spectacular view or sounds.
cricket song
the jogger crunches
between loose gravel
Alan Summers
Anthology: Haiku Friends vol. 1 ed. Masaharu Hirata (Japan 2003)
Collection: Does Fish-God Know (YTBN Press 2012)
December 21st, 2018 at 1:20 pm
chlorinated pool
a frog leaps in
croaks ?
December 21st, 2018 at 5:23 pm
As I read, the old wooden chair would squeak; crickets, answered in their grand, summer night's song.
the crickets
answer my old rocking chair
one more page
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December 21st, 2018 at 8:20 pm
A very poignant ku exploring the science of sound. It also explains the mechanical life of the modern time. The sound of machine eclipses the muse of the tiny cricket. It subtly discovers the invasion of noise into the serene sonority of nature. Let us relish the sound of silence!
the sound of silence into Shinto shrines
-Pravat Kumar Padhy
Akitsu Quarterly, Winter Issue, 2017