Through the window

[janewilliams20]

It's good, being next to a window in work. I get to see what the weather's doing, and don't feel quite so cut off from Real Life.

Today, a quick glance outside, and I got belted over the head with Inspiration: a nasty attack of the haikus.

White, skipping with joy
Bouncing on the fresh spring grass
Not lambs, but hailstones

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[nysalor-jim.livejournal.com]

I've been like MAJOR soaking up haiku for the last three months. Pip and I are writing a storytelling theatre module called 'Kwaidan' ( http://mythologic.info/kwaidan/index.html )for Phenomenon (Canberra, June). Kwaidan is essentially a haunted-castle-in-a-snowstorm ghost story, but I decided early on to structure the tale and the character sheets using haiku & realted forms: I wanted the narrative to have a very haibun character. Luckily, I work next door to one of the largest libraries in the southern hemisphere...

Here are some of the key haiku from the module...

Walking in the night
Snow is falling
A farewell to form.

Sleet falling:
Fathomless, infinite
Loneliness.
Jōsō

There is neither heaven nor earth,
only snow
Falling incessantly.
Hashin

Fields and mountains -
The snow has taken them all,
Nothing remains.
Jōsō

such a storm!
on the roof are falling
all the stars


In the wintry grove
Echoes
of long, long ago.
Issa


I'm playtesting next weekend. Deadline panic!

Cheers

John

[janewilliams20.livejournal.com]

Is it snowing? :)

I had my major haiku immersion last year, and a few bits seem to have stuck.

oh, and speaking of deadlines: that Tentacles mag I did a story for. Did you need any more doing there?