The prompt on One Deep breath this week is to write haiku or tanka about Process. As I recently reviewed a very inspiring tanka publication (Gusts, a Canadian tanka journal) I wrote a tanka as well as a haiku. Both pieces deal with the process of craft as inspired by the natural world.
dawn –
birdsong inspires me
to poetry.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
I carve
the twisted branch -
a bird
frees itself
from the wood’s grain.
Hi Crafty. I love the poems, the second one captures perfectly why sculpture is so amazing.
ReplyDeletevery nice!
ReplyDeleteJuliet,
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
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"I carve
ReplyDeletethe twisted branch..."
These words made me swoon.
These were just wonderful- the second one made me think about my dad...
ReplyDeleteThese are terrific, especially the second one. I like the idea of a shape emerging from the wood's grain.
ReplyDeleteWas it Rodin who said that he simply chose a piece of marble and then cut away everything that wasn't the sculpture? This is what your tanka reminds me of, both in addressing that thought and being that thought in it's own pared down form.
ReplyDeleteThe first one speaks so freely of the affect nature plays in the process of writing. I'm smiling ; )
ReplyDeleteI love the second one, although the first is pretty good, too!
ReplyDeleteYou inspire me! I loved them both but then I'm a big fan ;)
ReplyDeleteI especially like the bird emerging from the branch
ReplyDeleteBoth are such wonders. I love daybreak as well. Great images. The birds were singing today.
ReplyDeleteThere's something about the word "birdsong" that makes me smile. I've added it to my wordpool.
ReplyDeleteAnd the tanka...made me say "oh."
Oh, gorgeous words. All that is hidden, revealed by the carver's hand and the poet's pen.
ReplyDeleteReally beautiful, especially the second. Sculpture and birdsong are poetry, themselves! Well done.
ReplyDeleteThanks for all the comments.
ReplyDeleteRoswila - was it Rodin, I'm not sure but the quote sounds familiar.
Tammy - oh thank you!
G - yes sculpture and birdong are definitely poetry.
jone - the birds were singing here yesterday too. Lovely to hear them again, though they've not entirely given up at all this winter.