Author: Mellow Curmudgeon
Sparkle Of Joy, From Water
Carpe Diem’s Sparkle Of Joy …
introduction and first “task”

Sound of Sunlight
Rushing waters bring
joy to those who hear them sing
and see them sparkle.
Happy Heraclitus
Life flows and splashes.
No things are permanent and
all things are precious.
Lavender and the Flag
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Flags or Banners
Late May in my part of the USA is a time for blooming rhododendrons and several days of observing Memorial Day in various ways. On 2018-05-30, I found good conditions and a good angle for a composition with my new flag and old rhododendron. Tho not a color many would choose for a flag, lavender goes well with red, white, and blue for Memorial Day.

Memorial Colors
Lavender salutes
red, white, and blue of our flag.
Pride and gratitude.
Unlikely Blooming

The Pink Rebel is actually a Thanksgiving cactus (if U want to draw the distinction). It earned its nickname by blooming when it damn well pleases, with no special treatment from me. I keep the soil moist all year, with a little diluted fertilizer in the water. The plant gets as much light as my window will give it, with no enforced darkness or coolness. Experts say a Xmas or Thanksgiving cactus so treated is unlikely to bloom at all, let alone during the daffodil season. But unlikely things do sometimes happen. Don’t bet on when or where.

Lines Plan Their Day
in an exuberant pseudorandom dance
that won’t repeat for centuries.»

I pulled red line duty and
people stepped on me as they crossed.»

of flat surfaces in the real world
until U feel better.»

Images #1 and #2 in my response to
were selected and cropped from bursts of photos while running the Mystify screen saver. Image #3 is a photo of an architectural detail, edited to compensate for my inability to compose precisely w/o a viewfinder. (Glad I eventually replaced the old camera by one with both a screen and a viewfinder.) Here is a haiku about the kind of silliness exemplified by the dialog in my response:
What the World Needs
More silliness from
those who know they are silly;
less from the others.
Rainbow Revisited
Carpe Diem #1410 Rainbow (short-haibun)
In response to an earlier CDHK rainbow prompt, I wrote a haiku and later found a splendid photo to illustrate it (and inspire some haibun prose). Can I use the same photo here w/o repeating myself? Yes. The photo is a gift that keeps on giving; it has inspired a new haiku.
Out of Reach
Hard fingers rise up,
trying to grasp soft colors
as the rainbow fades.

Prints can be bought.
Including the post title and credits, the response above has 98 words.
True Blue
Aqua and Azure ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #134
« Extra style points for those who weave both in. 😉 »

Daffodils …
… were her favorite flowers, so cheery and dependable in early spring.

I scattered her ashes among daffodils.

Carpe Diem #1402 Daffodils (one-bun)
Partially Reflected Light
As the natural light outdoors fades, a mundane miracle occurs. Tho I have no supernatural powers, I create light and see that it is good. I need only flip a switch, and the resulting light provides many other mundane miracles to ponder.
Light ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #133
Before I close the curtains, a pine tree across the lawn is still visible thru the window. Conversely, a bird roosting in the pine could see the light fixture I have just turned on. Most of the light that my fixture throws toward the window goes right thru the glass, harmless and unharmed. My fist could not do that.
It gets better.
Some of the light that hits the window is reflected back. I see my fixture as a ghostly sphere, apparently hovering between me and the pine. Hmmm. Consider a single photon among the zillions that whiz from my fixture toward the window. How does it decide whether to continue on toward the pine or bounce back toward me?

I know. Photons are mindless particles that do not decide anything. They just do whatever a divinely perfect knowledge of physics would say they do, and a humanly possible imperfect knowledge of physics is rather good at saying what big groups of them do.
By far the best current human knowledge says that what a single photon does is unpredictable. Not just unpredictable because we do not know all the details about the laws of nature or how the photon is moving or what is in the glass where the photon hits it. Not just unpredictable because exact calculations are not feasible. Intrinsically unpredictable! On a photon-by-photon basis, even divinely perfect knowledge of the rules and the current situation does not determine what will happen in the next picosecond. Even God must wait and see.
Dunno whether I will succeed in posting more about intrinsic unpredictability and its consequences. (Don’t hold your breath.) Without wrangling equations, a great deal can be still be said about the quantum physics behind partially reflected light and its wider implications. See pages 173-176 of the excellent book Dice World by Brian Clegg (or web pages like the one U can visit by clicking here, if U do not have the book handy).
Ecclesi-ICE-tes
Time ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #131
I want to add another line that starts with “A time to” in the Bible passage Ecclesiastes 3:1-8. The new line could be anywhere in the series.
and a time to
every purpose under the heaven:
…
A time to freeze and a time to melt;
a time to be rigid, and a time to be fluid;
…

Don’t blink or you’ll miss it!
While I could not resist giving this post a silly title, I do respect the yin/yang wisdom of Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 and have already proposed a related serious addition to the “A time to” lines. Those who have seen and liked yet another addition are welcome to comment with a line and/or a link.
Jambalaya for JS Bach at Age 333
Physically, JS Bach was in Germany thruout his life. His musical imagination ranged more widely, with trips to England and France and (especially) Italy. Later musicians’ imaginations took him to many more places. Brazil. Russia. New Orleans.
New Orleans? Yes!
Pianists Eyran Katsenelenbogen and Tal Zilber took Bach (and some other saints of music) to New Orleans. They later played souvenirs of that visit for an audience in China. Bach goes marching in about 12 minutes into the 14 minute YouTube video; the whole thing deserves to heard and heard again.
The image below is a screenshot (with a link to the video) that is better than what I got with the YouTube embed code. U can click on the image to follow the link and then click on “SHOW MORE” (just before the YouTube comments section) for easy access to each variation on the great song that is like an anthem for New Orleans.
Happy Birthday, Johann Sebastian! Hope U enjoyed the jambalaya.
Acknowledgement: I appreciate being pointed to the video from a post on the WQXR Blog by James Bennett, II.
Somewhat Immortal
Having an afterlife may be overrated.

Afterlife
Dyed and dried
soon after they died:
artichokes.
Tamed But Not Stifled
As Patrick Jennings remarks in
« Imagination ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #129 »,
a world seen without imagination would be sadly plain and gray. Imagination can be fun.
It is fun when Patrick sees a reflection (of a dark building with a bright light) and imagines a dragon breathing fire.

Breathing Fire © Patrick Jennings
It is fun when I see a decorative gourd and imagine a phallus going soft after sex.

Phallic Gourd © Mellow Curmudgeon
It is fun to imagine being able to fly.
Both Patrick and I are adults who might enjoy imagining flight but would not jump off a balcony and try to fly. It is definitely not fun when a child (or a nominal adult with an assault rifle) acts on wild imaginings. How can wild imagination be tamed but not stifled?
While there seems to be no single simple answer, the methods of STEM do rather well. We soak imagination with other things, many of which have rhyming names: calculation; experimentation; observation; replication; validation; verification. Yes, it is hard work. We often get ourselves soaked, with perspiration.
Sometimes we get consternation, when we find that what we fondly imagine cannot happen.
Sometimes we get wings.

Image downloaded from Imgur has been lightly cropped.
Oneness Beyond Color
Carpe Diem #1378 Finally … Enlightenment
The Silk Road was a hard slog, as is the path to enlightenment. It might help a little to consider some of the unobvious ways the images in this post are alike.


Oneness Beyond Color
Glass ball and blossom:
so unlike yet so alike.
Enlightenment glows
beyond breakage or wilting;
beyond illusions of death.
Sacrum Sutra
Can a haibun be a sutra? Is the Kama Sutra anatomically correct? We will see.

Climbing the Tree
(cropped)
The sculpted couple embrace, each standing on the left leg while hugging the other with the right leg. She entrusts some of her weight to his strong stone hand and thigh; he entrusts some of his seed to her willing womb.
They have held their pose for something like a thousand years. They ignore the admiring gaze of pilgrims who ponder the mysteries of life and love and whether flesh and sinew can hold that pose for anything like a thousand milliseconds.
Climbing the Tree
She climbs his body
as a tree that burns with lust
(and lower-back pain).
Be Precise, But Keep It Real
Yes, there are short poems that are not haiku. Limericks are not haiku. Googling «one word poem» yielded more hits than I expected (and infinitely more than I would like). U can read about one that made national news here. One word poems are not haiku. (As candidates for a one word poem about one word poetry, words like [prank] and [scam] come to mind.) On the other hand, trying to say exactly what is a haiku is a lot harder than it seems to many people. It is also a lot less important, and we should be thankful for small blessings.
A list of several common characteristics of haiku is a good starting point as a tentative definition. Such a list can be good for introducing people to haiku. Whether it should be carved in stone is another question.
Here is a plausible list of things one might say about a short poem in English, such that the poem “should” only be called a haiku if they are all true.
- It does not rhyme.
- It has 3 lines, with a total of 17 syllables distributed 5-7-5.
- It includes some seasonal reference.
- It includes a poignant relationship between nature and humanity.
I got this particular list from a thoughtful comment by Sue Ranscht on a post with a 3-5-3 haiku. Amicably and implicitly, the comment posed the question that starts this post. It deserves an amicable (but explicit) reply.
§1: How Do I List Thee?
Let me count the ways. Hmmm. Do I have enough fingers?
There is a downside to defining the word [haiku] in a way that excludes much of what the best haiku poets actually write and much of what the Haiku Society of America considers to be a haiku. What are we to call that stuff?
Jane Reichhold (1937-2016) was among the many eminent haiku poets who do not adhere to our 4-item list. She was also an advocate (so am I) of haiku with a characteristic that is not in that list: juxtaposing 2 contrasting images (rensô in Japanese). Rather than import yet another Japanese word into English, she wrote about “fragment and phrase” as parts of a haiku, in an insightful essay that was nicely formatted in a CDHK episode. The juxtaposition may seem incongruous at first, and much of the fun comes from realizing how it does make sense. Sometimes one part clarifies the other. Sometimes the fragment (the shorter part) is the punch line of a joke set up by the phrase, as in the essay’s clever classic

Haiku © Jane Reichold superimposed on
Photo © Vladlena Azima | ShutterStock
Another criterion not in our 4-item list is interchangeability of lines 1 and 3. While Jane did not advocate interchangeability (neither do I), it matters to some people. Should we have a 6-item list? There is no need to consider here the whole multitude of criteria that are sometimes important to some people. There is no need to try wriggling out of the contradictions between some of these criteria. This section’s takeaway is simply that there is no single authoritative list. Do U find that conclusion stressful? Maybe a musical interlude will help.
§2: Musical Interlude
Back in 1800, Viennese concert-goers knew what a symphony was, with or w/o knowing much music theory. A symphony was an orchestral composition with 4 movements. Movement #1 might have a short slow introduction; otherwise, movements #1 and #4 were both at a brisk pace. Movement #2 was slower; movement #3 was a minuet at an intermediate pace. Performing the whole thing took a while, but well under an hour. And so on. That was before Beethoven began shredding the dictionary.
Did anybody abuse the new freedom by writing schlock that was long and loud? Of course. But some composers crafted some beautiful and enduring symphonies with great care and skill. Works like Dvořák’s From the New World are classics, tho in various ways they are not classical.
Saying that something is “a symphony” no longer says much about its length or layout. With no claim that they are all great symphonies, here are a few examples of the diversity.
- We have symphonies with less than 4 movements (Hovhaness; Schubert). More movements were apparently intended for Schubert’s “unfinished” symphony, but it is deservedly popular as is.
- We have a short strings-only symphony that does have 4 movements, but the 2 (not 1!) based on dance forms are not minuets (Britten).
- We have humongous symphonies with vocal parts (Beethoven; Mahler).
And so on.
Maybe it would be nice if the word [symphony] had a more specific meaning, but we get by. When Prokofiev revisited the old layout from before 1800, he did not claim to be writing the first “real” symphony in decades. He just wrote his Classical Symphony. The title’s meaning is clear enough.
§3: Back to Haiku
I wish those who advocate one of the narrower concepts of haiku would imitate Prokofiev. Speak of “classical” haiku or (better still) “traditional” haiku. Say which of the various traditions U have in mind. Want to make a discussion of a single tradition flow more smoothly by temporarily restricting the word [haiku] to that tradition? That might work, but it is hard to avoid any hint of permanently excluding other traditions in other discussions. Want to claim that working within your favored tradition tends to help people write good haiku? OK. I may well agree, unless U go on to claim that all haiku (or all good ones) are necessarily in that one tradition. Ain’t so.
Most of my own haiku (and many that I admire by others) do comply with at least 2 items in our 4-item list. Full compliance is common but far from universal. Want to be careful and focused when writing haiku? Pay serious attention to a list like this. But don’t let the tail wag the dog.
§4: Leery of Labels
The 6-item list briefly contemplated at the end of §1 is much like the 7-item list of rules that was actually used in a challenging CDHK episode. The main difference between the lists is in whether rhymes or words referencing the poet (like [I] or [dunno]) are forbidden. Neither is common in haiku; both do occur.
I responded to the challenge with a cheekily titled but fully compliant haiku (This Haiku Is Kosher), followed by one that breaks a few of the rules (Not Quite Kosher). Which rules? In the unlikely event that anybody cared, I could say. As it happens, my Not Quite Kosher is a wry lament (about crediting an image illustrating This Haiku Is Kosher). The title’s double meaning would be lost if it somehow specified which rules in the 7-item list were being broken.

Not Quite Kosher
Zen frog bronze sculpture
(credit lost, like casting wax).
Dunno who to thank.
Suppose we want to discuss partial compliance with a list of rules in some detail. Would it be helpful to have a noun as a 1-word label to pin on my partially compliant haiku, so as to indicate exactly which rules it obeys? Not really. With 4 rules we would need 16 nouns. That would be burdensome. With 6 (or more) rules, we would need an absurd 64 (or more) nouns. Better to just say what happens with each rule, if there is any need to say it.
Maybe a single noun for obeying all the rules would still be helpful? No, it is better to just plop a convenient adjective (like [classical] or [compliant] or [kosher] or [traditional]) in front of good old [haiku]. Remembering which rules are relevant at the moment is enough of a cognitive load.
A cluttered vocabulary is not the only downside of a profusion of special nouns, one for full compliance with each of several lists of rules. People tend to confuse pinning a fancy label on something with understanding it. They also tend to assume that labels are mutually exclusive. When the recipients of labels are other people, the results can be nasty.
§5: Takeaway
Tho willing to break the 5-7-5 rule, I obey it more than might be expected of somebody who knows about its origin in a translation error. I am especially respectful of 5-7-5 when I write an aphoristic haiku (as a zingy summary of some nerdy philosophizing) rather than a moment-in-nature haiku. With a linebreak after the comma, this post’s title could be a 2-line aphoristic haiku. (Yes, there are 2-line haiku.) Maybe a 5-7-5 aphoristic haiku will reinforce the point.
Precision < Accuracy
Speaking precisely
is great, if we speak about
what is really there.



