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Wednesday, July 10, 2013

I Quote, You 'Ku - Day 10

"The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience."

~Emily Dickinson 

Your challenge is to write a haiku or tanka (or choose one of your previously published works) that has a connection with the themes/feelings/images of the above quote, without just restating what has appeared in the text, to create a haibun. Play around with it and see what you come up with. Enjoy!

Click here for the first post on how I Quote, You 'Ku works. Every poet who posts a poem this month will be entered into the draw to win a copy of A New Resonance 8.
 

18 comments:

  1. "The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience."
    ~Emily Dickinson

    Her soft Southern eyes
    always searching for fireflies;
    even tho she knows
    there are none out West.
    Falling stars will do.

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    1. Thanks for starting us off today, June! :-)

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    2. Like this so much!

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    3. Thank you sanjuktaa, I appreciate that very much.

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  2. midsummer night—
    i slip through an opening
    to now

    sjbyrnes

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    1. Thanks for joining us again with your 'ku! :-)

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    2. love this haiku

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  3. temple bell--
    the deaf listens to
    colorless sound

    Svetlana Marisova Memorial Kukai, September 2012

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  4. The soul stands ajar
    ecstatic experience
    steps in through the door

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  5. summer night -
    in endless layers of music
    the hum of stars

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  6. A third of the way through -- thanks for playing along! :-)

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  7. fireflies-
    saying she didn't catch any,
    one lights up in her curls

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  8. July 10: soul

    beyond the rain shadow
    thunder and drought
    ripples of purple heat

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  9. a few fireflies
    by the window
    prayers before dawn

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  10. senses cure my soul
    as footsteps echo forward
    to the past

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  11. senses cure my soul
    as footsteps echo forward
    to the past

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