There is something about haiku classics that is incredibly placid that I struggle to replicate. I think it is essential in our knock down warp speed world to step back and appreciate the small things and to be observant. This is what haiku does for me – I hope you enjoy the following
Women planting rice
ugly every bit about them
but their ancient song
– Raizan
For a lovely bowl
Let us arrange these flowers…
Since there is no rice
– Basho
Deep in dark forest
A woodcutter’s dull axe talking…
And a woodcutter
– Buson
Savage Haiku 