Today all of our hearts go out to the people of Japan, whose lives have been turned upside down by the earthquake and tsunami. My prayers and thoughts are with them. I wanted to share some poetry today, as part of Poetry Friday, and what better poetry to share, in honor of Japan, than Haiku from Issa.
How as a child fighting to hold back his words during conflict with his stepmother he may have written:
photo courtesy of Delgrosso
A silent toad—
the face of one
bursting with much to say.
How he lived on the streets after being kicked out of the house by his father at 13 years old, and wrote that:
A newborn butterfly,
a dog’s dish–a place
to sleep through the night!
And how he wrote after the death of his first daughter that:
A dewdrop world,
so fresh, so precious,
like morning dew slips away.
And for this last poem, I can only think of how quickly an earthquake, a tsunami, or other natural disaster can make the normal dewdrop world that we know slip away.
Poetry Friday is hosted by Liz in Ink.