Just to write. To create form from the formless. To somehow step aside from oneself and allow what is there to just be. With no thought for outcome or for response. Just write. How do I open to the flow? How do I write with no judgement? How do I select words? Watch yourself getting in the way. How disciplined must I be to catch myself always? Even now a subtle thought arises that this is good observation. Catch it. This is. Neither good. Nor bad. This is. There is a desire in the way. One that is at the root of my practice of spilling words from the void. My desire is to understand. Somehow when I attempt to understand out loud and in plain sight through scribbling I am doing so from a vulnerable place. Honest.

trying to express
that inexpressible form
sound of a lily

daff(t) haiku

Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers … Kim is prompting at at Carpe Diem where you can also read her fantastic essay on Haiku and Tanka.

Here is her prompt
“I would like the theme to be ‘the poet’s craft’, in which Carpe Diem’s poets express what they think it is, reflecting on their own experiences as haiku and tanka poets.”

So your responses on this beautiful essay by Kim is themed “The Poet’s Craft” reflect on your own experiences as haiku and tanka poets.

daffodils bend heads
poet ponders the image
but no haiku here