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Haiku and Meditation: Part 1
A favorite haiku of mine by the Japanese poet Hokushi [d. 1718] carries a transcendent message:
When I'm feeling overwhelmed with my two teen daughters, with the stress of work, or with difficulties in a relationship, I like to visit these ancient poets. Hokushi reminds me that these difficulties are about being human, that life is composed of a series of burned huts followed by blooms on the hill. Of course, when ones hut is burning, looking to the blooms isn't as easy as it sounds. Still, it helps to have Hokushi's haiku singing in my ear.
But, like producing quality photographs, it wasn't so easy to write a good haiku. Also like photography, composing quality haiku turned out to be more a process, a way of being in the world, than a quick route to a product. Both photography and haiku composition lead to an intense focusing on direct experience that is different from normal daily living. For example, normal practice when visiting a place like the Kurimoto Garden might be to walk around, chat with a friend, enjoy the sunshine, hold hands, look at the elements of the garden, that sort of thing. Instead, when engaged in the process of photography, I focus in, attempting to isolate forms and colors that strike my aesthetic sense. Looking through the lens, composing the frame, selecting the camera settings, imagining the print, all these provide a deeply relaxing contemplation of place. Time becomes frozen, passes quickly. I spent 5 hours at Kurimoto, shot 3 rolls of film, and suddenly found myself in darkness. Where did the day go?
You may or may not like this haiku, and, yes, it matters to me whether you do. But, whether or not I produced a great haiku, I had a great walk, one that was enhanced by the practice of focusing my attention in the mallard's love talk, of paying attention to the stream of associations that flowed from that experience. The Japanese haijin greats like Basho [Matsuo Basho, 1644-1694] were wandering monks. In his mid-30s, Basho spent years traveling the Japanese countryside visiting Buddhist monasteries and holy places. The name Bashó (banana tree) is a sobriquet he adopted around 1681 after moving into a simple hut with a banana tree alongside. Influenced by Buddhist precepts, his haiku captured those fleeting, momentary sensations on the edge of perception to which we don't normally give our attention. Here's Basho using his perceptions to describe life as a series of connected associations:
Given its origins in the wandering and writing of Japanese ascetics, it's understandable that many of today's competent haiku poets emphasize the Zen-like aspects of the process of haiku composition. For example, among the practices for writing good haiku offered by James Hackett are the following:
| Ray Rasmussen's Homepage | | Email | | Part 1 | | Part 2 | | Part 3 | Reference: James Hackett, Suggestions For Creating Haiku Poetry, World Haiku Review, Vol. 3, Issue 1: March 2003 Ray Rasmussen lives in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. He spends a good deal of his outdoor time doing landscape and flower photography and hiking in Canyonlands National Park, Utah and in one of Canada's most remote and untouched provincial parks, Willmore Wilderness just North of Jasper National Park. He writes haiku poetry and its related prose form called haibun |prose plus haiku|. He is also active in creating haiga |haiku plus images|. In a previous life he was a University Professor. | Ray Rasmussen's Homepage | | Email | | Part 1 | | Part 2 | | Part 3 | |