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Dear friends of MLMM,
As you all maybe know I am hosting a daily haiku-meme at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. On that weblog I once did a month full of haiku by the “big five”, as I love to call them, Basho, Chiyo-Ni, Issa, Buson and Shiki, five well known classical haiku poets. In that month I shared the last haiku ever by Basho. This haiku is now known as his “death poem” or Jisei. Here is Basho’s death-poem:
ill on a journey
my dreams start to wander
across desiccated fields
© Matsuo Basho (Tr. Chèvrefeuille)
It’s very common in classical times that poets wrote their death-poem, the last poem of their life. It’s however not my intention to write my death-poem already, but I like that custom a lot … maybe my death-poem will be once carved in my tombstone, but that’s not up to me.
How would my death-poem sound? What would it say? I don’t know … it’s not my time to pass away … That’s however the “task” of this week’s “Heeding Haiku With …” episode. Ask yourself, while looking back on your life, your career, your poetry and so on, … how would your “death poem”, your last haiku (only haiku), look …?
I had to try it myself too of course, here is my response, my inspired haiku is based on Basho’s death-poem, and looks like this:
my dreams wander
along the path of my life …
sharing her sweet perfume
I dream away
Well … I hope you did like this post …. see you next time …
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