Monday, May 04, 2009

Framed Butterflies and Haiku

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Wake up, wake up,
Sleeping butterfly,
And let us be companions!
-Basho



The flying butterfly:
I feel myself
A creature of dust.
-Issa



Of the second poem, Mr. R.H. Blythe (haiku expert) says:

Besides and beyond the dissatisfaction of the poet with himself, there is the light, free joyousness of the insect and that of Issa breaking through our heavy earthiness. He who feels himself a creature of dust has already passed beyond this state into a region of light and air.

The photo was taken secretly and swiftly at the Ye Olde Curiousity Shoppe in Seattle.  That is a good place to be and I go there as often as possible to see the freak pig and flattened walrus face.