Showing posts with label Universal Jane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Universal Jane. Show all posts

Thursday, May 18, 2017

A Small Delay


Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Our new "weekend-meditation" episode, a new Universal Jane, has been delayed because I am on the nightshift. I will publish this new "weekend-meditation" on Friday May 19th ...
My excuses for this delay.

Namasté,

Chèvrefeuille, your host

Friday, May 5, 2017

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #16 Morning Breeze


!!! Open for your submissions next Sunday May 7th at 7.00 PM (CET) !!!

Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Welcome at a new "weekend-meditation" here at CDHK. This week a new episode of our special feature in honor and remembrance of Jane Reichhold, Universal Jane. As you all know this month is Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Month 2017, so I decided to ask you to create Tan Renga starting with one of the haiku by Jane which I will give you. You may choose one or you may use them all to create Tan Renga with.

It's almost a year ago that Jane died, she is still missed, not only by her loved ones, but also by many of the ahiku and tanka poets all around the globe. I miss her for sure. She meant a lot for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai and she was one of our co-hosts. She once said: "Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is the best haiku website in the wortld". I cherish those words for the rest of my life.

So here we go. I have selected four haiku crafted by Jane and published online in her "A Dictionarry of Haiku". (All the haiku are from the Spring part of this "dictionarry" and from the section "celestial".

Clouds
morning breeze
coming in the window
surf sounds

without lights
the brightness of a blue sky
full of stars

balanced at dawn
a full moon slides into the sea
without ripples

stars bend down
into the wind of whitecaps
morning light

(C) Jane Reichhold

Four beautiful haiku I would say. All four can be used as "hokku" for Tan Renga, the goal for this "weekend-meditation"

This "weekend-meditation" is open for your submissions next Sunday May 7th at 7.00 PM (CET) and will remain open until May 12th at noon (CET). I will (try to) publish our next episode, a new Tan Renga Challenge", around that same time. For now ... have a great weekend.


Thursday, April 20, 2017

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #15 birdcage


!! Submission is open next Sunday April 22nd at 7.00 PM (CET) !!

Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Welcome at a new "weekend-meditation", the feature for this weekend is a new episode of Universal Jane, in honor of my mentor, friend and co-host of CDHK, she is still missed. This week I had vacation, so I had some time of and could finally relax and recover from the exhaustion I felt the last weeks. I am glad that I have found back my energy and that this week has done that for me.
Today, April 20th, is my birthday so I had a lot of people at my home, to celebrate this with me. I became 54 yrs.

This "weekend-meditation" I have taken the easy way, sometimes I love to bring back episode from our history and this weekend I love to inspire you through an article written by Jane that I used back in December 2014.

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Building an Excellent Birdcage by Jane Reichhold

All the haiku used in this article are by Matsuo Basho and were translated by Jane Reichhold.

clouds of fog
quickly doing their best to show
one hundred scenes

What is poetry?

The art of poetry is such a hard thing to describe. Everyone is looking for a way to put words to something that is larger than words, more alive than thought, and longer lasting than any one poem. Poetry is the art of piling up dissimilar images to create an idea that has no exact name.

Picture this. A woman is standing at an open window. Just staring into space, a bit unfocused, lost in a world of thoughts and ideas. Suddenly a small, brown bird alights on the window sill. She knows she should carry the bird out the door and let it go but before she does, she has to do one more thing.
She builds a cage out of words. A cage she can share with others. The work on the cage goes on for days, maybe it is even years until the cage comes under the eyes of another person. In that moment, when the cage of words enters another's mind, it begins to expand. It breaks up into thought - images created by the reader. Through the maze, and amazement of the reader, two cupped hands come forth.
The woman relaxes and lets the bird go. Now its dry feathery weight is in the man's palm. What does it look like? What is it like? Slowly he makes a tiny finger-crack window in his hand and he sees the same eye staring at him that stared at the woman a long time ago when it stood on her window sill. With a flurry of feathers, that shed a magic rarely found, the bird flies back into the sky. It is impossible not to say, "Ah ha!"
So that is what haiku is all about. How to build the cage of words to hold the miracle safe and full of sound until the images in a reader's mind open the door to the wonderment and delight the author found in one part of the world. It is the cage that will attract and intrigue the reader, but it must also be well-built enough to bring the experience intact across time and space. Part of what makes haiku so interesting is that in learning how to read it you have to learn how to build these images.

frogpond
old pond
a frog jumps into
the sound of water

You read "old pond" and you instantly imagine some old pond - and everyone's old pond in different.
"a frog jumps into" and your mind sees a frog, jumping left or right or straight ahead and every one of us imagines a different frog.
And then comes the kicker in the last line "the sound of water". What does he mean? It jumps into its own sound? But it does, and if you can imagine the frog jumping then you will be able to hear that sound.

So haiku, as you can see, make excellent cages. They are the perfect size for carrying our deepest experiences. Not big and clumsy with too many words. Not with thick bars of old ideas and abstract thinking. Haiku are alive. Like a cage made of living branches, they support and nourish the art of poetry until it arrives - safe and alive - in the mind of the reader. You're not going to teach anybody anything with your haiku - you're going to show them the experience.

I believe that every person has the ability to be a poet, whether you think you can or not. Some of you may suspect this about yourselves because of an undefined yearning - a place within you that you cannot scratch or reach. Perhaps some times this yen sublimates into a joy in words, a delight in the melodies of dialect, or in other forms of writing. Often it manifests in an interest in reading poetry by others. Or it can come in the simple desire of noticing a beautiful thing and wishing to hold on to the feeling it gives you.

You don't need talent, you just need to do it, and do it and do it, and enjoy it ... and to do it some more. If you go back to poetry that you have written and been unhappy with, go to the best and most interesting part of it and I can almost guarantee that there will be a haiku right there.
You can be a poet if you really want to be and to the degree you want to be, and I believe Basho can show you how. He can at least show you how to write haiku.

Matsuo Basho (1644-1694)
Learning to write haiku has advantages for learning to write anything. This was his final poem ...

clear cascade
scattered on the waves
green pine needles

and its revision ...

clear cascade
no dust on the waves
the summer moon

Being a poet will make your life richer. 

If you allow yourself to write haiku your life will change. I guarantee you that. Haiku writing is different to any other kind of writing because it demands that you change the way you act, the way you look at the world and think.
It begins where you are - in the present. Kierkegaard said that the unhappy man has no present, and I think much of our unhappiness lies with old memories that are painful and fears of the future, but if you come to this moment, this place where you are and think about your uncomfortable chair or the temperature of the room, and accept them, that helps everything.
Haiku are brief and that makes them easy to write because you don't have the chance to make that many errors. You always write them in the present tense, keeping them simple, keeping them brief and using common words, not fancy ones.
The other good thing about haiku is that it will connect you to the world outside - one of the ways of learning to write haiku is to take a walk. You will see things, things will call out to you and you will suddenly see something different that you've never seen before or you'll see a relationship between the rolling surf and a cloud above; or you'll see something odd and you'll watch and your whole focus will leave your body and go to what you're watching.
And that is the most freeing thing you can do. I think you live longer if you can do that. We'll see.

first blossoms
seeing them extends my life
seventy-five more years 

First Cherry Blossom ©photo Chèvrefeuille (2014)

The question of syllables

Many people think haiku are not real haiku unless they have 17 syllables - but this does not have to be. In Japan if you're counting the sound units there should be 17, but English syllables and Japanese sound units are different. The sound units are much shorter, and so if you would write a 17-syllable haiku it would come out about one-third too long. For instance, if you say "Tokyo" it has 3 syllables, but in Japanese it has 4 sound units.
When the Japanese tried to translate English haiku into Japanese they ended up with big, clunky poems and way too many words. So we've taken the idea of using short-long-short lines and this conforms to the haiku form, but it allows us a little more freedom in how many words we use. Also, in Japanese instead of having a full stop or a comma or a dash they have a word for the break the punctuation creates, and those words take up a couple of sound units so that's another way of shortening it.

Modern haiku writers think you should not count English syllables when writing haiku and this allows a lot of freedom - you can forget about those particular bars of the cage.

Should haiku be written in English?

There's an old idea that haiku cannot be written in English. In the 1960s RH Blyth wrote: "Women cannot write haiku." So, here I am. Earl Miner wrote a book about Basho's renga and said it's an interesting form and a beautiful thing to study ... but we shouldn't try it in English. And this is still the attitude in a lot of universities where they start with the idea you're taught haiku in the 2nd grade (aged 8), therefore it's something for elementary school.
Well, you learn addition and subtraction in the 2nd grade too, but that doesn't stop you from studying calculus and algebra. And the same is true for haiku. The more you know about the form the more there is to learn.
I would like to see haiku, or Japanese genres, taught in universities because I feel there is so much more to be learned. In the 1920s when poets first began to be exposed to translations, like Ezra Pound and Amy Lowell, they got this idea of how important it is to work with images instead of abstract ideas, and so they began to use these methods with their own poetry.
But they didn't take it far enough. They didn't study the form so they could write really well. But it is possible, I believe, to write very good English haiku. I suppose I'll be struck dead for saying it, but I take a Japanese magazine of haiku in which they translate Japanese into English, and I would say that what is being written in English is better.
The Japanese are working with the ideas of how to build a haiku, but we've had to study it so much and we've had to figure it out. A lot of Japanese have heard the Japanese poems from their childhood and therefore think they can do it. And they can. They bring a spirit to haiku that I don't think English-speaking people will ever have - their sensitivity, their grace, their elegance. We can't do that. But we can bring what we are to that form.

winter confinement
again I'll lean on
this post


Stop telling stories

One of the early mistakes people make when writing haiku is that they want to tell a story because we come from a literary tradition of storytelling and it's hard to stop that. It's very easy to say "the door opened, the dog came and spilled his water on the cat".
That's not haiku. Haiku focuses in, it goes right to the very heart. In this story you would focus on the water hitting the cat and that's all you would talk about because that's all that's important in that story.
This is something that it takes a while for people to understand. One of the best ways of finding out what haiku are is to read them.

storm-torn banana tree
all night I listen to rain
in a basin

Banana-tree (Basho)

Reading and writing

But reading haiku is not easy. I handed a friend of mine a haiku book and she called me up weeks later and said, "Jane, you know I love you, but I cannot figure out what these are". And she simply didn't know how to read them - it's true that you have to learn how to read a haiku.
When they were first introduced in English people thought they were epigrams or aphorisms and that implies that they are one sentence long. Haiku are not sentences. A haiku is built of two parts: The phrase and the fragment. The fragment is usually in the third or first lines, and the phrase combines two lines, usually the second and third, or first and second.
I think Basho is the one who can show us most clearly that haiku is poetry. When he started writing they were like a game or a pastime, and unfortunately this aura still hangs around haiku and you see with this the online jokey haiku.
Basho took the idea that if you're a serious, deep person then your haiku will be serious and deep. Even though haiku are very small, they're extremely elastic (but remember that brevity doesn't leave room for mistakes). You can put in everything that you can feel, and it's only your lack of writing skills that would make that not possible.
Haiku can be, and sound extremely, simple but they hold vast reservoirs of meaning in their layers, like the Basho poem about the crow:

autumn evening
a crow settles down
on a bare branch

It's also interesting that haiku being so small have the most rules. Everybody who has learned it in the 2nd grade has learned 17 syllables and something about nature and you think you've got it covered, but you haven't - I'm still learning new rules, many from working with Basho's poems.I wish you many delights on your own journey to being a poet and may haiku be your starting point and companion.

Jane Reichhold

Jane Reichhold (1937-2016)

This article was published earlier at http://www.poetrysociety.org.nz and published here with her kind permission.


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A wonderful article I would say, an article that (I hope) can inspire you to create haiku, tanka or another Japanese poetry form.

Back in 2014 this was my response on this article in which I tried to catch the essence of this article:

with my bare feet
in the cool grass of dawn
Ah! what a feeling

© Chèvrefeuille

Heath
I love to share here another nice creative form of haikui-ing, the Troiku, it's a creative form I invented myself. More on Troiku you can find above in the menu. I not often write Troiku, but sometimes I feel the urge to create one. However that urge I didn't had today, so I ran through my archive and found the following Troiku.

walking on the heath
in the light of the full moon
the scent of autumn

walking on the heath
feeling one with a Shepherd
in contact with God (*)

in the light of the full moon
laying down in the meadow
the River of Heaven (**)

the scent of autumn
feelings of departure and loneliness
tears in the puddle

© Chèvrefeuille

(*) Inspired on the Shepherd boy in The Alchemist of Paulo Coelho
(**) the Milky Way

Well .... I hope I have inspired you to create your poems. This "weekend-meditation" is open for your submissions next Sunday April 22nd at 7.00 PM (CET) and will remain open until April 27th at noon (CET). At that same time I hope to publish our new episode, the first of this month's Theme Week, Andromeda-flowers. For now .... have fun! And have a great weekend.


Friday, March 10, 2017

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #12 mountain view


Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Here it is our "weekend-meditation". This week I have a nice episode of our special feature in honor of Jane Reichhold (1937-2016), Universal Jane.

As you all know Jane was not only a great haiku and tanka poet, and a great renga master, but she also wrote several books and essays about haiku, tanka and other Japanese poetry forms. This week I love to inspire you with a poetry form I had never heard of until recently as I was preparing this new (weekend-edition) of Universal Jane. I didn't know that Jane wrote this poetry form herself too.

This month at CDHK we are exploring the Persian poets like Rumi and their poetry form they use often is called Ghazal. I found a nice article about this poetry form and so I leaned that Jane wrote Ghazal herself.

The ghazal is composed of a minimum of five couplets—and typically no more than fifteen—that are structurally, thematically, and emotionally autonomous. Each line of the poem must be of the same length, though meter is not imposed in English. The first couplet introduces a scheme, made up of a rhyme followed by a refrain. Subsequent couplets pick up the same scheme in the second line only, repeating the refrain and rhyming the second line with both lines of the first stanza. The final couplet usually includes the poet’s signature, referring to the author in the first or third person, and frequently including the poet’s own name or a derivation of its meaning.
Traditionally invoking melancholy, love, longing, and metaphysical questions, ghazals are often sung by Iranian, Indian, and Pakistani musicians. The form has roots in seventh-century Arabia, and gained prominence in the thirteenth- and fourteenth-century thanks to such Persian poets as Rumi and Hafiz. In the eighteenth-century, the ghazal was used by poets writing in Urdu, a mix of the medieval languages of Northern India, including Persian.  Among these poets, Ghalib is the recognized master.
Let me give you an example of a Ghazal by Agha Shahid Ali. This Ghazal is titled "Even The Rain" and it gives you an idea of the Ghazal.


 
Even the Rain
What will suffice for a true-love knot? Even the rain?
But he has bought grief’s lottery, bought even the rain.
“our glosses / wanting in this world” “Can you remember?”
Anyone! “when we thought / the poets taught” even the rain?
After we died--That was it!--God left us in the dark.
And as we forgot the dark, we forgot even the rain.
Drought was over. Where was I? Drinks were on the house.
For mixers, my love, you’d poured--what?--even the rain.
Of this pear-shaped orange’s perfumed twist, I will say:
Extract Vermouth from the bergamot, even the rain.
How did the Enemy love you--with earth? air? and fire?
He held just one thing back till he got even: the rain.
This is God’s site for a new house of executions?
You swear by the Bible, Despot, even the rain?
After the bones--those flowers--this was found in the urn:
The lost river, ashes from the ghat, even the rain.
What was I to prophesy if not the end of the world?
A salt pillar for the lonely lot, even the rain.
How the air raged, desperate, streaming the earth with flames--
to help burn down my house, Fire sought even the rain.
He would raze the mountains, he would level the waves,
he would, to smooth his epic plot, even the rain.

New York belongs at daybreak to only me, just me--
to make this claim Memory’s brought even the rain.
They’ve found the knife that killed you, but whose prints are these?
No one has such small hands, Shahid, not even the rain.


© Agha Shahid Ali (1949-2001)
A wonderful Ghazal of course written by one of the best modern Ghazal poets. This poem form is also used by Hafiz and we will see Ghazal by him later on this month.
Mountain view through the window (c) photo
As I told you above I wasn't aware that Jane also wrote Ghazal, but I have found a wonderful Ghazal written by her. This Ghzal is titled: "reversible towels".

Reversible Towels

out of my window rests a large mountain
and on the esplanade the women softly glow
with a few dragonflies the pond is a light
musical form as a disturbed state of mind
the letter with it said they could not come
even though the invitation was open-ended
in an ecstasy derived by turning from this world
sung in a birch's domed goldness rushing upward
as if god had made an aside – she was a woman
of life telling us anything so we can trust in some
eyes there is often an element of the grotesque
that drifts away with the plenitude of holidays
which last only for an hour or two or three a day
afraid about the other you who's with me still
some of life's mysteries can be solved by ampersands
or the quiet metals of tin boxes and old silver spoons
we humans should add a new dimension to the life
or stare at the canal where stone houses cast down
gently on the ground as if frightened of freedom
their shoulders even ask for the circles of a yoke
nobody ever took Jane a for muse
© Jane Reichhold (1937-2016)
A beautiful Ghazal I would say and it really amazed me that Jane used this poetry form so often and in a great way.
So for this weekend I love to challenge you to create a Ghazal, but if you don't want to use this poetry form than of course you can create haiku or tanka inspired on the Ghazals in this post. Have fun!
As you all know you can start responding on this episode next Sunday around 7.00 PM (CET). That gives you time to think it over or in other words to meditate and contemplate on your response.
You can submit until March 15th 07:00 PM (CET). I will try to publish our new episode, wounded heart, next Sunday around 7:00 PM (CET).

 

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #9 Naked Rock (AHA-poetry 2013)


Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Welcome at a new episode of our CDHK special feature in honor of Jane Reichhold who has meant so much for us, for me and for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, Universal Jane.
I only have warm memories of Jane and several years ago she surprised me around my birthday with a wonderful gift. She send me "The Complete Haiku by Basho", "Circus" a tanka-book, a nice calendar and a wonderful haiku book "Naked Rock". And not to forget in that same package she gave me her wonderful book "How to write and enjoy Haiku".

For this "Universal Jane" episode I love to share a few haiku from "Naked Rock" (2013) to inspire you.

In this haiku book Jane starts with a beautiful prologue, I love to share a part of that prologue first:

See on the horizon that tall rock?
Take my hand it is our ticket
Floating above the rolling hills
The narrow road that knows only us
Leads to the tiny meadow center
For the great giant redwoods
Branches bell the ring around
Chanting chanting sea wind breezes
Lay you down
Lean on us
From our roots
Dark travelers from below the knowledge
Bring that which delights the living
Breath in and out
Lick the dew
Let go
We are here
We are you



Ayers Rock Australia
An awesome start of her haiku book "Naked Rock" ... she creates immediately a mysterious scene, a mystical experience and all the haiku following in this beautiful haiku book by Jane Reichhold are in that same feeling, that same mood of mystical and mysterious scenery.

the way of water
opening up a canyon
follow


spirits
carved in rock
saints


Old Testament
water having its way
with rocks

early artist
rusty water on
a granite body

heart of a beach
silvered with polishing
turns to the sun

© Jane Reichhold (all taken from "Naked Rock" - AHA poetry 2013)

All beauties I would say. And I think these haiku will inspire you to create a new haiku or tanka in honor of Jane.



Here is my attempt to create a haiku inspired on these haiku from "Naked Rock" by Jane Reichhold.

reflections
mountains with their top down
clear blue water


rocks rising
to the clear blue sky
a skylark's song
© Chèvrefeuille
This episode is NOW OPEN for your submissions and will remain open until December 18th at noon (CET). Have fun!

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor #23 crows


Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Today I have a slightly different episode for you all. As you maybe know every Wednesday I publish an episode of "Universal Jane", but during lack of time I have decided to bring both planned episodes together in one post.

Today our prompt is crows and of course the first thing which came in mind was that famous crow-haiku by Matsuo Basho, my master:

on a bare branch
a crow lands
autumn dusk
© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)
Jane has translated a lot of haiku written by Basho and after a period of ten years she published her "The Complete Haiku by Basho", which I have used very often here at CDHK. So this haiku I couldn't forget for this episode, but what is the slightly difference of this episode?
Well ... let me tell you that. This month its all about Tanka Writing Techniques and maybe you know that Tanka and Tan Renga are looking the same, the only difference is that a tanka is writtern by one poet and the Tan Renga by two poets.
 
For today's episode I love to challenge you to create a Tanka inspired on the above famous haiku by Basho, or make the Tan Renga complete by adding your two lines towards the haiku by Basho.
I have chosen to create a new tanka inspired on this haiku by Basho:
autumn departs
between bare branches
crows nest abandoned
after the cold dark winter
it will be inhabited again
© Chèvrefeuille
This episode is NOW OPEN for your submissions and will remain open until November 28th at noon (CET). I will try to publish our new episode, black earth, later on. For now ... have fun!
 

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Carpe Diem Universal Jane #5 autumn scenes


Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Last month (October) I started with "Universal Jane" a special feature in honor and tribute of Jane Reichhold who passed away last July. Jane was a very important "key" for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai and she was one of our co-hosts. She will be remembered forever ... here at CDHK ... her spirit is dwelling here and I love that.

So this special feature is for honoring her and to let her inspire you through her haiku and tanka. This week I have a few "autumn" haiku for your inspiration:


October beach
in all the footprints
the tread of shoes

maple hills
stain the evening sky
autumn

autumn river
covering my feet wet
with golden leaves

autumn's dusk
the smell of burning leaves
brings tears to my eyes

© Jane Reichhold

I love these haiku they all give me a real feeling of autumn the season of falling leaves, decay, Halloween and letting go. Autumn is my favorite season. Nature shows her most wonderful colors and as winter is nearing the wonderful structures of bare branches are awesome.

raking the garden the sweet scent of rotting leaves arouses my senses
© Chèvrefeuille

This episode is NOW OPEN for your submissions and will remain open until November 7th at noon (CET). Have fun!


Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Carpe Diem's Universal Jane #1 Introduction "all my years"


Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Welcome at our very first episode of our new tribute special feature for Jane Reichhold. As you all know Jane meant a lot to me, but also for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. She once said "Carpe Diem Haiku Kai is the best website about haiku and other Japanese poetry forms on earth". I was (of course) delighted as she told me that and it made me humble. Who am I to get such a wonderful compliment, I am just a guy who love haiku and promoting it with whole his heart.

I know that Jane was not only important to me, but also important to several of you, my dear haijin. Jane died at the end of July 2016 in the age of 79 year. She couldn't longer cope with the pain of fybromyalgia and decided to end her life on her own will. I was shocked as I heard about her passing away and in a way I am still in shock. As you know earlier this year (March) I lost my dad and a few months later Jane, my dear friend and mentor, passed away. I hadn't recovered from the shock of losing my dad and than I lost her ... Jane ...

cliffs
As I heard the news of Jane's death I decided to create a special Carpe Diem Theme Week immediately and as you know I also created a "tribute to Jane month (September 2016)". As I was creating and preparing that "tribute to Jane month" I got to know her even better than I already did. Jane was not only a gifted haiku poetess, but was also a very gifted tanka poetess and she was one of the leading modern haiku and tanka poets. With her death the world of haiku and tanka lost her Queen.

Jane was not only my dear friend and mentor but also co-host of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. I am grateful that she shared her knowledge and beautiful articles and poems with me, with us this warmhearted family of haiku and tanka poets. She granted me permission to use all her work and she gave me the exclusive rights of her e-books ... Jane was my inspiration and still is.

I believe that her spirit is still here and through her spirit she will be always part of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai and that's the reason why I created this new special feature "Universal Jane", to stay in contact with her spirit, but also to keep her beautiful mind, her beautiful poetry and all her knowledge alive. Jane will be, through this new special feature, always part of our warmhearted family our Haiku Kai.

Jane Reichhold
I hope to create every Wednesday a special episode in honor of and as a tribute to Jane Reichhold. In this special feature I will share haiku, tanka, articles and her wonderful art-work to inspire you all and to keep her memory alive.

For this first episode I love to share a few haiku I recently found written by her. Five wonderful haiku to inspire you and to remember her gift ...

Flutes
echoing each other
two crows

winter solitude
the cat washes again
the tip of her tail




love songs
in the flute player’s face
grief

all my years
floating in the river
a childish heart

a new language
written in my oldest books
mildew

© Jane Reichhold

Listen to that music it's not only in the tune the flute player plays, but also in the haiku by Jane ... listen carefully and let the music of the Shakuhachi (Japanese bamboo flute) inspire you.

follow your dreams

dreams come alive
the old monk plays the bamboo flute
becomes young again

© Chèvrefeuille

In this haiku I sense the thought, the dream I once had ... to create a daily haiku meme ... At that time (October 2012) I was almost fifty, and of course feeling so much younger, but creating Carpe Diem Haiku Kai to share my passion for haiku, the shortest poem on earth, made me young again and I hope CDHK will stay alive for a long time and that I will feel young as long as I can.

This episode is NOW OPEN for your submissions and will remain open until October 9th at noon (CET). I will (try to) publish our new episode, the first CD Special of our third featured haiku poet Herman van Rompuy, former President of the EU, later on.