I was on the MRT train the other day, admiring a girl standing near me. She was somewhat rough looking, with a voice to match - what we would call "chor lor" in the Chinese Hokkien dialect. Her hair was dyed in a "Chinese fashion" which Singaporeans refer to as Ah Lian. Yet there was something about her that I found attractive, almost beautiful.
I wrote a Haiku on my handphone and SMS'ed it to my friend, Edward. Here is how it goes:
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Two Hokkiens, chor lor
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One with hoarse voice, lian-dyed hair
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Whoa... what raw beauty!
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Edward either said it was "good" or "not bad" - I cannot remember exactly. I pointed out that it followed the Haiku format (see below) and he said I how lian, "show off".
Later, I thought, "Hey, might be fun to share some Haiku on my website." So here it is.
Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry, usually written in three lines of five, seven and five syllables. This is how I describe it:
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Five, seven, then five
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Our inner thoughts expressed
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In 17 sounds.
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As I was about to do this page, however, I did a web search and discovered that there are lots of rules and abandoned rules regarding Haiku. One website listed 65 of them!
I rather like the idea of being restricted to the 5-7-5 format. I feel it forces creativity. So this is the only rule I follow. Anyway, I have no intention of being a serious Haiku poet. This is just for fun :-)
I first learnt about Haiku when I went to study macrobiotics at the Kushi Institute in Becket, Massachusetts, USA.
What has Haiku to do with macrobiotics, which is supposed to be about health, and healing and yin + yang and The Order of the Universe? I remember asking my teacher, Edward Esko. I cannot remember the answer he gave.
Esko had given the class "homework" to write Haiku. Some of us, myself included, did not like the idea. But dutifully, we wrote and discovered that it was actually quite enjoyable. Some liked it so much that they wrote more than 20 in those few days.
So maybe you might like to try as well. You, too, may find it enjoyable.
I have forgotten most of the Haiku I wrote, except this one which stays in my head. Macrobiotic friends will enjoy it. If you don't know what it means, email me.