Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 03, 2010

Hanakotoba & The Victorians

Hanakotoba is the Japanese language of flowers. I get a monthly e-mail newsletter from the flowershopnetwork.com and this fascinating piece was in today's mail. Mandy Maxwell wrote that "Not only did the Western world have its own coded, flower language, the East had one as well— Hanakotoba, the Japanese language of flowers. Although, obviously not as popular today as it once was, Hanakotoba is still used in many Japanese movies and animations." I'm wondering if this is knowledge I can use with haiku.

I have added the Western (Victorian) meanings for the flowers given in the Hanakotoba list. I wanted to see if there is an intersection of meanings in the two cultures. There frequently is. Now we know.

Kanji English Hanakotoba meaning Victorian meaning
アマリリス Amarylis shy pride, pastoral poetry, radiant beauty
アネモネ Anemone (white) sincere forsaken, anticipation
椿 Camelia (red) in love you're a flame in my heart
椿 Camelia (yellow) longing not given
椿 Camelia (white) waiting you're adorable
カーネーション Carnation passion fascination, woman's love, pride
桜 Cherry Blossom kind, gentle not given
黄菊 Chrysanthemum (yellow) imperial, elegant slighted love
白菊 Chrysanthemum (white) truth, self-esteem truth
水仙 Daffodil respect regard, unrequited love, you're the only one. The sun is always shining when I'm with you, chivalry
天竺牡丹 Dahlia good taste dignity, elegance, good taste
雛菊 Daisy faith innocence, loyal love, purity, I'll never tell
勿忘草 Forget-me-not true love true love, memories
フリージア Freesia immaculate trust, innocence
梔子 Gardenia secret love, pure you're lovely, secret love
紫陽花 Hydrangea/td> pride frigidity, heartlessness. Thank you for understanding.
アイリス / 菖蒲 Iris noble heart, good news Your friendship means so much to me. Fleur-de-lis, emblem of France, faith, hope, wisdom and valor. My compliments.
白百合 Lily (white) purity virginity, purity, majesty. It's heavenly to be with you.
百合 Lily of the Valley sweet, promise of happiness sweetness, tears of the Virgin Mary, return to happiness, humility. You've made my life complete.
鬼百合 Tiger Lily wealth wealth, pride
マグノリア Magnolia natural, love for nature nobility
雛芥子 Poppy comfort eternal sleep, oblivion, imagination
紅薔薇 Rose (red) love, in love/td> love, I love you.
薔薇 Rose (white) innocence, devotion innocence and purity, secrecy and silence. I am worthy of you. You are heavenly.
桃色薔薇 Rose (pink) trust, confidence thankfulness, perfect happiness, Please believe me.
黄色薔薇 Rose (yellow) noble decrease of love, jealousy, try to care
チューリップ Tulip charity, trust perfect lover, frame, flower emblem of Holland

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Sunday, October 24, 2010

Saturday, September 11, 2010

One Single Impression 133: Passing

Breezes slip by me,
stirring flow'ry meadows with the
first breath of autumn.


For some reason, I got my haiku flowing this week. That hasn't happened in a long, long time. I enjoy sharing with all of you and I love doing the OSI blog with Sandy. I love writing haiku, also, but it is extremely challenging for me. One way I become inspired is by reading haiku at my leisure. I have been reading and re-reading Classic Haiku: The Greatest Japanese Poetry from Basho, Buson, Issa, Shiki, and Their Followers (Eternal Moments). It is a beautiful book that I keep by my bed.

But recently I ran across another book of haiku in the library and I enjoy it so much that I will have to buy it: Haiku: This Other World by Richard Wright. Wright is correct: haiku does create another world (at least for me).  The haiku in this book are more modern with both urban and pastoral themes. The notes and afterword in the back are comprehensive and valuable. I wanted to share this title with you in case you have missed it at the library.

Writing haiku helped Wright mourn. Wright's daughter writes in the Introduction that haiku is "a form of poetry which links seasons of the soul with nature's cycle of moods." I know that poetry, for all of us, heals and expresses our souls. I want to share a couple of my favorite Wright haiku here:

#728
Beneath pale stars,
Breathing wet on cattle horns,
A faint winter fog.

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As my anger ebbs,
The spring stars grow bright again
And the wind returns.

#716
With mouth gaping wide,
Swallowing strings of wild geese, —
Hungry autumn moon.

I can't share more with you. There are too many that fascinate me. Thank you for reading this rather long post. I hope you all have peaceful and beautiful week! 
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Sunday, July 04, 2010

One Single Impression #123: Roads



Ferns rife with deep trails —
deer must walk side by side here
chatting, gossiping

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Wednesday, March 03, 2010

Haiku Bones: Sleep

This is my first submission to Haiku Bones. I welcome gentle suggestions. I continue to get conflicting advice about punctuation. I felt I needed it here. I also am not convinced that "powder" is the word I want. Thank you for visiting and reading.
Read more amazing haiku at Haiku Bones.
diigo it
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Saturday, November 14, 2009

One Single Impression: Reincarnation

Amy says, "No names!
She isn't Henny Penny
'cause she'll be Parmesan!"


OK, not a true haiku. But it serves my purpose this week! My daughter Amy's flock of Barred Rocks are so much fun to watch. And to indulge myself, I am posting my newest Barred Rock movie below — all 11 seconds of it. I took a series of burst photographs and strung them into a short where each photo is a frame that lasts 0.15 seconds. To see my other chicken movies (and to learn a bit about New England's Barred Rocks), click here to go to my previous post.

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Monday, October 19, 2009

One Single Impression: Conquer

Zorro
Mighty hunting cat
warm days stalking in the fields

conquered by north winds

Zorro is our mighty hunter.
Look here and here if you have the stomach . . .

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Saturday, June 07, 2008

One Single Impression: Pets

Ginger tabby drops in
from the woods and stays —
uneasy truces

What's this guy's name? We still don't know!
I say Ozzie, Amy says Louie.
One thing we know: after living in the
woods for who knows how long,
he will no longer go outside voluntarily.

UPDATE (6/9/08): I have decided to keep the word "truces" because this cat has to negotiate a seperate truce with each cat in the house. That is quiet a complicated task because of the power that the matriarch, Mouse, holds, and the aggression of the males. The "minor" cats (I call them minor because of their lack of power in the cat hierarchy — not because of their esteem in my heart) are no problem. They accept every cat that moves in. Also, I enjoy the sound of the word "truces."

And thank you to Zazzy for the suggestion of naming this guy George. Amy and I finally agreed that George is his name!

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