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| September 2008 Hello, Would anyone be willing to provide some frank, frighteningly intelligent and stern criticism/feedback? Best Regards, Mu... ....................................................................... Hi Mu... invisible haiku ... my intelligent criticism also invisible But you can find some of my advise for haiku here http://happyhaiku.blogspot.com/2000_07_01_happyhaiku_archive.html :o) GABI -- Ah but was the haiku invisible or non-existent? Which then begs the question, can the same be said for the "intelligent criticism"? ;-) Invisible haiku follows: hortensia anderson I await your invisible intelligent criticism, Gabi. Somehow, I know exactly what it will say! - hortensia ;-) (just playing around with Gabi - who tirelessly maintains informative websites which I refer to constantly - check them ALL out!!!) . . . . . . . . . Hi hortensia have a look at my invisible haiku below ! :o) invisible haiku ... my intelligent criticism also invisible Can you make it visible ? Some things are invisible, but existent in my mind ... like your own invisible haiku |
Hmmmm...
Sound -- invisible
Smell -- invisible
Feeling -- invisible
Taste -- invisible
I would venture to say, Bashou's famous invisible haiku was about the
sound of water, perhaps, many of the not so invisible intelligent
criticism was "all wet"?!
chibi
but then again, if it was a play off of Basho, wouldn't lack of sound criticism be the deepest sound of all
xyz
Happy Haiku Forum
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hortensia anderson
April 26, 20012
Dear Facebook friends,
My cancer has metastasised to my bones with many tumours in my left hip. The prognosis is poor so I shall post rarely if at all.
I want you to know, you have been an inspiration - without you, my poems would not, could not exist.
With all the love in the world and then some...
just as I think
i can't stand the pain,
a blossom passes
and I cling to this life
while learning to let go...
- www.facebook.com/hortensia.anderson -
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May 22, 2012
Hortensia Anderson
24 June 1969 - 22 May 2012
Hortensia passed away in the morning,
after major surgery, 31 years on dialysis and
beating cancer in 2009.
The Plenitude of Emptiness
hortensia anderson : collected haibun
with an introduction by Jim Kacian
"Half a century has passed since that June breath I took at rising dawn.
I know I must give it back.”
hortensia
Hortensia's BLOG
The Plenitude of Emptiness
Monday, March 19, 2012
Haibun - As A Wave
As A Wave
Sitting on the jetty, I can feel the stillness as a wave, having risen, crests -
then, falling, is silent, rolled back into itself.
How I yearn to roll back into myself, to merge with the ocean as a wave.
indigo tides -
a full moon
tugs at the tides
source : hortensiaanderson.blogspot.co.uk
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Hortensia Anderson lives on the lower east side of New York City. She is the author of numerous chapbooks as well as a volume of poetry, Trust (fly-by night press, 1995). She is interested in the function of the Internet on poetry in the 21st century. Her current passion is renga and other forms of collaborative poetry.
She has been on dialysis since 1981.
spring thaw —
the stream parts to embrace
the stone
Mainichi - Best of 2002
midnight swim —
we glide through the galaxy
naked
5th Annual Suruga-Baika Winner
moonlit night —
the pond floats
a water-lily
source : tobaccoroadpoet.blogspot.jp
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An Interview With Hortensia Anderson
by Robert D. Wilson
RW:
You've written more than one book of occidental poetry and have an international following. Your poetry is poignant, with the rare ability to reach inside a person's psyche, causing that person to react and think.
Take this example from your book, Trust (Fly By Night Press):
"Like an undercooked egg"
the surgeon said the boy
was ready to rupture right
on the table.
They had me in stitches
to keep me from bursting,
scar crossed forever
front and
Back on dialysis and dilaudid.
The nurse brings out
my demons. Christ
kills me. She says she's
Born again.
As if once weren't enough.
source : simply haiku 2005
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another sake --
the cranes on the porcelain
start to fly
the long walk home
after the funeral -
winter trees
handblown glass -
cirrus clouds curve
around the moon
Softly, the clouds slip
away from an azure sky
above Saint Mark's Church graveyard
an angel loiters
beneath a plum tree in bloom
petals fall on wings of stone.
source : online archives
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Hortensia and Amazon dot com
source : www.amazon.com
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