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#3157 - Monday, May 5, 2008 -
Editor: Gloria Lee
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[Note from nonduality.com editor: formatting for some poems is unlike the original; apologies to the authors. -jk]
Gabriel Rosenstock has another outstanding excerpt from his book, Haiku, The Gentle Art of Disappearing, in May's issue of World Haiku Review online.
the geese fly off
now it comes to me
I am still here
(Parnassus Literary Journal, Fall 1988)
Just as I was reading this poem, some unseen passing geese honked at me from overhead. Thankfully the door was already open for listening to the other birds, or it would have been missed. You can't go looking for moments like this, they just happen. Haiku is that opening door. -Gloria
"In the haiku moment interpenetration occurs with the visible and the invisible, the near and the far, the temporal and the eternal:"
light that touched the moon
(Acorn, No. 4, 2000)
ar an bhfrog ba dhóigh leat -
'an é nach cuimhin leat?'
seems to grin -
'do you not remember?'
HAIKU - THE ART OF DISAPPEARING
BY GABRIEL ROSENSTOCK PART 5: THE ART OF DISAPPEARING
the falling leaves
fall and pile up; the rain
beats on the rain
It is, of course, an event
one event that is described in a haiku but in
it we discover layers of experience, an accumulation of
happenings, a delicate concatenation of related, universal,
timeless events. Haiku moments are in the eternal now. Silesius,
as we have said before, intuits this valuable insight:
Time is eternity, eternity is time,
If you wish, you can make them rhyme
The veil of Maya, illusion, is as impenetrable in
William Henry Channing
could have been talking about the haiku path when he said:
To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never, in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious grow up through the common this is my symphony.
It is much more than a symphony. It is a
revolution! Engagement with haiku is a revolutionary act. And
so far - its legal! Seeking elegance rather
than luxury is a revolutionary statement in our grasping,
selfish world; to listen to stars and birds competes
with the frivolity of mass media, the noisy might of corporate
television and radio, the strident, gossipy entertainment
industry; to be content with small means flies in the
face of rampant consumerism.
Haiku is a revolutionary symphony that can save the world from its own vapidity, selfishness, greed, cruelty from all of its gross excesses. To disappear, in haiku, is the most revolutionary act of all! It is truly a mark of our daring, our freedom:
the deer look back, one by one
before they vanish
(Standing Here, self-published 1998)
In the Gyôdai haiku (above) we have noticed leaves upon leaves and rain on rain. Are these separate entities or are they one? If they were separate entities it would be impossible to disappear into one element and not into the other. One disappears into the whole. One cannot disappear into a fraction, because fractions do not really exist. This is the important point we find in Shunryu Suzukis enlightened text, Zen Mind, Beginners Mind (Weatherhill, 197O): Each existence depends on something else. Strictly speaking, there are no separate individual existences. There are just many names for one existence.
Suddenly one day everything is empty like space
That has no inside or outside, no bottom or top,
And you are aware of one principle
Pervading all the ten thousand things.
You know then that your heart
Is so vast that it can never be measured.
When the haikuist experiences dissolving in the
haiku moment, he learns that his heart is so vast that it
can never be measured. Then all things, near and far, fall
into the compass of fearless compassion and wonder. It is not
that his heart has expanded overnight, or in an instant. It is a
dawning, an awareness of a hidden potential, which haiku awakens.
Haiku allows us to breathe, once freed of the fetters that cramp and limit our consciousness. Hitherto meaningless chores suddenly become rituals of surprise, beauty, awe and reverence. Every true haiku you read, every true haiku you write will sustain this insight and reflect it.
orlach ar orlach
ag taisteal na cruinne
inch by inch
exploring the universe
*The ladybird in Irish (and in Russian, I believe) is "God's little cow..."
MY TEN HAIKU
Gabriel Rosenstock, Ireland
foghorn at dusk ...
little by little
the world disappears
chewing the universe
the universe expands:
wild geese honking
The entire May issue with other articles may be read here. http://worldhaikureview.googlepages.com/
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