A blog devoted mainly to haiku and senryu and to thoughts about, and inspired by, haiku and senryu.

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Haiku is to poetry as espresso is to coffee.

Monday, December 06, 2010

after: 6

the chrysanthemums gone
there's nothing
but radishes

Basho (1644-1694)

Between the chrysanthemums and the plum blossons, there aren't many "poetical" subjects, says Basho. The true poet, though, might take a look at the radishes.

the radish grower
pointing the way
with a radish

Issa (1763-1827)

Issa is perhaps the most lovable of the haiku masters.

For an explanation of "afters," see the post for Nov. 2, 2010.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Intéressant, comme toujours...

1:45 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thank you, Marcel.

12:10 PM  
Blogger Monika said...


coming back to your blog after some months without visiting, I'm finding it as inspiring as before and promise myself to come back more often.

I like your new column "After"!

I share your affection for Issa in general and the radish grower haiku in particular.

5:21 AM  

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