It's not as if there's anything missing - more that the invisible pieces are not given a fair airing. I have been a clown, comedian, actor, playwright, father, son, husband friend, teacher, community arts worker, manager,tourist ..... "My Missing Life" is me the writer, the photographer, the storyteller.
Friday, 4 June 2010
Singapore haiku for Helene
Innocence
Young pigtails bobbing courier for opium Grandparents sleep in peace
Luck
Sticks rattle and shake Incense curls prayers to heaven Good fortune follows
Spirits
Father lies dying Brings bad spirits to this house Family dilema
I liked the second haiku best. I could picture it so clearly in my mind. A sense-memory of incense is a strong one; it'll give you flashbacks in the future. ;) Cheers.
4 comments:
This is lovely, evocative and captivating.
oh, steve! your haiku was wonderful, so powerful in just those few words! i always enjoy your writing...have you been to singapore?
Sheri, just spent 2 days there on route to Europe. Loved it.
I liked the second haiku best. I could picture it so clearly in my mind. A sense-memory of incense is a strong one; it'll give you flashbacks in the future. ;) Cheers.
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