August 12 – August 18 is the 33rd week of 2024. This week we are in the Solar Term of Beginning of Autumn (Aug 08 – Aug 23). The micro-season for this week is “Evening Cicadas Sing” (Aug 13 – Aug 17).
Basho, Issa, Buson, and Reichhold wrote the poems selected for this week.
The 24 Solar Terms
The 24 solar terms were created by farmers in ancient China (206 BCE and 24 CE) to help guide their agricultural activities. Each solar term is 15 days long and is based on the climate around Xi’an, the capital of China during the Han Dynasty (206 BCE to 220 CE). (1)
Beginning of Autumn is the thirteenth Solar Term of the year and the first Solar Term of Autumn. Liqiu (立秋) is the Chinese name for this season. The Chinese character for autumn, Qiu (秋) “consists of two parts, he (禾, rice) and huo (火, fire), meaning the ripening of rice.”(2)
The 72 Seasons
The 72-season calendar was established in 1685 by Japanese astronomer Shibukawa Shunkai. Each season lasts for about 5 days and offers “a poetic journey through the Japanese year in which the land awakens and blooms with life and activity before returning to slumber.”(4)
The micro-season for this week is “Evening Cicadas Sing” (Aug 13 – Aug 17).
The Cicada
Cicadas are stout insects known for their clear-membraned wings, broad heads, and compound eyes. Cicadas vary in size, ranging from 0.75 to 2.25 inches (2 to 5 cm) in length. Cicadas, who are part of the taxonomic order Homoptera, are separated into two family classifications: Tettigarctidae and Cicadidae.
Tettigarctidae, or “hairy cicadas,” are ancient and primitive insects that have mostly become extinct except for two species that can still be found in southern Australia and Tasmania. The larger Cicadidae family, often called “true cicadas,” can be found around the globe and consists of over 3,000 different species.
Cicada Songs
Cicadas can produce a variety of sounds/songs by vibrating specialized membranes called tymbals located near the base of their abdomen. Male cicadas, in particular, can generate four distinct types of sound: songs, calls, low-amplitude songs, and disturbance sounds.
The way cicada’s “sing” is different from the way that grasshoppers and crickets sing. Grasshoppers and crickets create sound through stridulation or the rubbing together of specialized body parts.
Sample Cicada Songs
According to the Songs of Insects website, most cicadas are easy to identify by their sound. Let’s see if you can tell the difference. (The links will bring you to SongsofInsects.com)
Linne’s Cicada (Neotibicen linnei)
Northern Dusk-singing Cicada (Megatibicen auletes)
Swamp Cicada (Neotibicen tibicen tibicen)
Astronomical Seasons
Aug 18 is the last day of week 33. Aug 18 is 59 days past the summer solstice and 35 days until the Autumn Equinox (September 22, 2024).
Moon Phases
The Moon reached its first quarter phase on August 12th. The First Quarter is seven days after the New Moon and marks the first quarter of the Moon’s orbit around the Earth.
After the First Quarter, the Moon shifts to its Waxing Gibbous phase. During the Waxing Gibbous phase, the Moon’s illumination increases until it reaches the Full Moon. On August 18, the last day of this week, the Moon is in a Waxing Gibbous phase with 98% illumination.
August’s full Moon will occur on August 19.
Haiku and Kigo
The kigo, or season word, is one of the key parts of the haiku. The Yuki Teikei Haiku Society provides us with the following explanation for why we use kigo in haiku.
“A kigo is a poetic device used in haiku to denote a season; it’s a powerful word or phrase that can conjure up many allusions, historical references, spiritual meanings, and/or cultural traditions. Its use in haiku, a poem of few words, is especially effective because of this power to expand its meaning beyond the literal and to create a larger aura of seasonal mood, historical/ literary context, and/or cultural implications.”(9)
Visit The Haiku Foundation’s “New To Haiku: What is a Kigo?” for more information
This Week’s Kigo
In The Five Hundred Essential Japanese Season Words selected by Kenkichi Yamamoto “evening clear cicada”, ”insects”, and “crickets” are relevant kigo for this week.
In Jane Reichhold’s A Dictionary of Haiku, “cicada”, “cricket”, and “insects’ cry” are relevant kigo.
With all this in mind, let’s read some haiku.
Basho
now look at me
in this fine summer robe!
a cicada kimono
(translated by David Landis Barnhill)
Stillness—
the cicada's cry
drills into the rocks.
(translated by Robert Hass)
even temple bells
seem to be ringing in
the cicada’s cry
(translated by Sam Hamill)
a cicada shell;
it sang itself
utterly away.
(translated by R.H.Blyth)
Issa
if you're praying pray to Amida Buddha! summer cicadas (translated by David G. Lanoue)
big rain big moon cicada in the pine (translated by David G. Lanoue)
autumn wind-- the cicadas' grumbling is louder (translated by David G. Lanoue)
Buson
You share the calmness of the temple’s great Buddha — the cicada’s voice (translated by Allan Persinger)
Cicadas undressing the treetops Ogawa River (translated by Allan Persinger)
Reichhold
lightning flash into the sound of rain a cricket shrills
cicadas as if they'd won a poetry contest
Haiku invitation
This week’s haiku invitation is to write a haiku or senryu about insect songs.
Share your haiku in the comments below, or post on your page and link back. I can’t wait to read what you write!
Formatting Note: To eliminate the spaces between the lines of your haiku, hit shift-enter at the end of the line. For example,
one (shift-enter)
line two (shift-enter)
the third line (shift-enter)
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~Mark
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About the Haiku
Basho’s haiku were retrieved from “Matsuo Bashō’s haiku poems in romanized Japanese with English translations” Editor: Gábor Terebess. Issa’s haiku were retrieved from David G. Lanoue’s Haiku Guy. Buson’s haiku was retrieved from Foxfire: the Selected Poems of Yosa Buson, a Translation by Allan Persinger. Jane Reichhold’s haiku was retrieved from the Dictionary of Haiku. Kerouac’s haiku was retrieved from Kerouac’s Book of Haikus.
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A great post, Mark. I wonder what Basho’s cicada kimono actually looks like?
Great question, Ashley. I have an idea in my mind what it looked like, but I’m sure it falls short of the reality.
Ooh, I wish we could post photos in our comments. I want to see if anyone finds a kimono like this!
Ashley – I saw Basho’s cicada kimono as if the insects shell was the kimono it wore and then would disrobe as it molted. 🙂
Jules, that is a great interpretation, and I imagine that Basho may have written with that in mind.
I imagined a kimono being worn by Basho.
That’s the power of a good haiku, all the layers, all the possibilities.
Layers are good – indeed they are. 🙂 👘
Especially when the layers are sweaters and sweatshirts over turtlenecks 😉
😉
Oh my gosh, Mark, this post couldn’t have come at a better time. Last night I was heading to the library for a meeting and all I could hear was cicadas singing and a few crickets, too. It was mostly cicadas, and it was deafening. Even now, my tinnitus is sounding like cicadas. Regardless, I started composing cicada haiku, and I’m still working on one of them. I’ll share an older one and an off-the-cuff haiku:
magicicadas
how do they know
when to emerge
~Nancy Brady, 2021 Published in Bloo Outlier #3
steamy evening…
cicadas singing
in the trees
~Nancy Brady, 2024 #offthecuffhaiku
Enjoyable, informative post per usual, Mark. I’ll miss your post next week, but have a fantastic week away!
Nan, I had to chuckle–now my tinnitus is sounding like cicadas!! The second one reminds me of someone singing in the shower–don’t know how that happened, but that was an image that came to mind.
Peace,
LaMon
LaMon,
Sorry about the tinnitus trigger. Even in the winter, I hear cicadas; I wish I could just flip a switch and turn it off.
What can I say? I was trying to provide an outside snapshot of a muggy night. Maybe using muggy instead of steamy?? That’s the problem with off-the-cuff; they don’t always work well, but if you saw someone in the shower singing, so be it! 🙂
Peace,
Nan
Don’t know that I would change it to “muggy”. The cool think about haiku is how it can make unanticipated connections for readers. Peace
LaMon, For every haiku I write, I write two or three similar haiku changing up words. Some work better than others, and that’s why I play with them. Even with my off-the-cuff haiku I play with them until I am (sorta) satisfied before I post them, and then I add them to my file and re-write them again. That there is feedback from others help me fine tune them, and I am grateful for that since sometimes a different reading or meaning is found. Thanks.
Oh, please keep steamy, it’s such an evocative word.
I just adore ‘magicicadas’. That’s almost a poem all by itself.
So sorry you have to deal with tinnitus!
Thanks, E. Your words are so uplifting. The periodical cicadas (17-year cicadas) are really called magicicadas. I can always imagine them coming out of their shells wondering, “Did I count right?”
Yeah, tinnitus can be a pain especially when trying to go to sleep. Most days I don’t notice it, but right now, it is really bad. ~Nan
Nan, I love your two poems and I love LaMon’s response to your second…I would never have thought of it…how all the glass gets steamed up. (Cicadas sing in the shower too! 🙂 I love in your first haiku, your term magicIcadas and your reference to how long cicadas can spend underground. Planning on rereading them a couple more times…Hope you are enjoying your Friday! I am so sorry about the tinnitus:/
Thanks, Madeleine, and I never knew cicadas could sing in the shower. I love this blog because I always learn so much…from Mark and from all his readers, like you. Have as fabulous a weekend as you are, Maddy. ~Nan
Awww, Nan, thanks! 🙂 I understand some do, but tone it down somewhat. We do learn so much on Mark’s blog. I was delighted that you pointed out the super moon and couldn’t help but look it up…more super moons to come! I hope you are having a fabulous weekend…as you are, too! 🙂
Nan – magicicadas, very cool. I remember a summer in the country and the buzz was intensified by the metal walls of the motor home we stayed in… It is a wonder if anything slept!
Crickets make me think of childrens’ stories where the insect is holding a violin 🙂 And the frogs – they breep, but they don’t say ; bud…wis…er… 😀
Good morning to all. Thanks Mark for this wonderful packet of info and prompt. I have bookmarked the insect sounds website!!! I liked too many of the haiku today to just choose one. A bunch of great ones. Of course, I love haiku about crickets, cicadas, and katydids. I’ve written over 20 through the years. Here are three–one for each insect:
early morning sounds
dueling water sprinklers
no : two katydids
little blue heron
gracefully awaiting breakfast:
a feast of cricket
cicada shell
in dew-laden grass…
canna lily blooms
Peace,
LaMon
Hmm, I just noticed my first haiku line is green!! Not on purpose.
Love all of these, but especially your cicada shell haiku. I am going to check out the insect sound link; thanks for the reminder. Peace, Nan
What a wonderful trio, LaMon. I particularly the gentle humor of the 2 katydids.
Thanks Eavonka. You did not mention it, but in some of my reading a few years ago, I ran across the reference in a book to a California haiku poet who introduced the semi-colon within a line. I rarely use it, but it seems to work well where a break is needed. Peace, LaMon. Oh, and below, I like the sound of “green” and “zing” together. A reminder that I always need to read poetry aloud!
I do like a semi-colon, I admit, LaMon.
Thank you so much. I try so hard to create euphony in this one so I’m glad you did read it aloud!
All three poems are delightful, LaMon. I usually don’t like to think about animals consuming smaller ones.. this haiku “…little heron…” is particularly charming, making it easier for me to accept this kind of reality. I had never heard of a “katydid” and was eager to look it up. The name is wonderful in itself.
Thanks Maddy, I was on a retreat at a Cistercian abby (although I am not Roman Catholic) when I saw the scene recorded in the haiku. It was at a peaceful little pond in a wooded area of the grounds. It was one of my favorite places to go. Hope you have a peaceful and joyful weekend. Peace, LaMon
Hi LaMon, this is wonderful to know. It sounds like a very peaceful place. There are so many similarities between each others faiths…we learn so much.
Hope you have a peaceful and joyful weekend, too!
LaMon,
Enjoyable ‘ku – thank you.
Katydids have an interesting folk lore; katydids sing to bring in cold weather. 3 months from the first katydid chirp there will be frost. the earlier in the summer you hear the katydids-the earlier the first frost will be that fall.
While I am enjoying today’s rain, winter can hold off a bit.
Thanks Jules, I had not heard of that bit of katydid folklore. Now I’ve got to start listening to the surrounding woods more carefully 🙂
Peace,
LaMon
I think there is also folk lore about crickets and rain…
“The relationship between cricket chirping and temperature is called Dolbear’s law, named after Amos Dolbear, who published the first widely referenced work on the subject in 1897. Dolbear’s law states that the temperature in degrees Fahrenheit can be estimated by counting the number of cricket chirps in 15 seconds and adding 40. For example, if you count 22 chirps in 15 seconds, the temperature is roughly 62 degrees Fahrenheit. // This method works because crickets chirp faster in warmer temperatures and slower in cooler temperatures. As the temperature rises, it becomes easier for crickets to reach the activation energy needed for chemical reactions, like chirping, to occur more rapidly. When the temperature drops, the reactions slow down, and so does the chirping. // However, there are some limitations to using crickets to estimate the temperature: Crickets usually don’t chirp at temperatures below 55°F or above 100°F. ; Some crickets make a continuous trill instead of chirping in distinct bursts. // and… Different species of crickets may chirp differently. For example, the snowy tree cricket is often considered to be the most accurate at predicting temperature. 🙂
Wow, this is seriously fascinating, Jules! Thanks so much for sharing this info.
Ah nature creates such beauty some that only lasts a short while. Glad you enjoyed it.
Whoa, Mark, thanks so much for this! Turns out I’ve only heard one or two of the many different cicada’s songs. I can’t even imagine just how loud it was this year when the 13-year and 17-year broods emerged together for the first time since 1803!
green sky
the zing of cicadas
emerging
Wow, Eavonka! Speaking of evocative, that’s such a wonderful haiku, with some sound and sight represented. Cicadas do zing!
Yay, Nan! The first time I heard them I thought it was some form of electricity. 😂 We don’t have them in the West so it was such a surprise.
I had never thought of the cicada sound as electricity in the wires, but it does, Eavonka.
Hi Eavonka,
I love that the sky is green. I love how L2 and L3 work so well together… your poem is a delight to read! I am very partial to “emerging” in L3, a great play on words.
Thank you for your kind words Maddy! I am so glad you liked all the parts of the poem. It took me a bit of time to get to this final version.
Your welcome, Eavonka. 🙂 …It’s a wonderful poem!
Ah… a cicada storm – a unique green horizon! 😀
Their collective noun should be a cacophony of cicadas!
Oh I like that! I was watching a show on an older book that had collective nouns… very interesting. Someone just wrote what they liked. So we can too!
Wonderful haikus, Mark. Every word counts, as they should. Here is mine:
Summer gardening
to the cicada rhythm
resting when they rest
Mary K. Doyle
Mary,
I love your second line of “cicada rhythm” and can imagine your gardening followed by a rest in a nearby hammock. ~Nan
Hey Maddy, I like the image of Who needs recorded music? Right?!! Peace, LaMon.
Mary, the reply below to Maddy was intended partially to you. Somehow, I managed to combine parts of two responses and sent them to Maddie. I wanted to affirm that I too find the sound of cicadas to have a musicality in it. So, thanks for your haiku. Peace, LaMon
Your poem and Mark’s recording makes the sound of the cicada come alive, bringing back memories of visiting my mother in Florida in past summers. It truly is an amazing sound…such a wonderful haiku, Mary.
Do cicada rest? Perhaps they are silent when they molt 🙂
Thank you, Mark. It was so interesting to read about the cicadas and how they sing from the base of their abdomens …We will miss you next week and hope you have a wonderful and much deserved vacation
Here are my offerings
cicadas
just like us
sing from the abdomen
(I know we don’t sing from our stomachs…it makes it easier if our singing teachers tell us too. 🙂
~ ~ ~
all summer
all quiet
~ ~ ~
the crickets
last night
a joyful noise
~ ~ ~
the stars dip low
to listen
I listened to the swamp cicada…beautiful! Look forward to hearing the other recordings and read again the lovely poems of the masters’ and our fellow poets. Hope everyone has a great Friday!
Madeleine,
I like blending your “joyful noise” followed by the listening stars. I know they are two separate haiku, but they work together well.
I was surprised that I recognized so many of the cicada songs including the swamp cicada. I didn’t realize how many types were in the area where I live. I appreciated that Mark added those links, and for that alone, he deserves a week away from all this. ~Nan
Thank you for noticing, Nan…I was hoping for that…It’s as if the crickets came out for their last hurrah. I have heard them this loud and clear for only the last two days…the stars for some reason seem much brighter, too. 🙂 Yes, I am so happy that Mark posted these sounds!
Your intention worked, Madeleine. I loved the link between the two. I have not noticed the crickets so much this year. Not sure why. ~Nan
Same here, Nan…I hadn’t heard anything from them until the past couple of nights.
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Hi Nan. That’s great that you were able to recognize the sounds of many of the cicadas and wonderful many live nearby…the Swamp Cicada recording sounds so similar to the sound I heard in the early afternoon, when I used to visit my mom in Florida.
Maddy, I have a response above with your name in it–it is a crazy mistake were I combined parts of responses to you and Mary. So, here is what I intended for you. I love the idea of cicadas (and crickets and birds) expressing joy with their “noise” and singing. And the stars dip low / to listen—-simply wow! Peace, LaMon
Thanks, LaMon, it means a lot…I so love writing about the joy and reading the responses of other poets on this blog…one of my favorite things to do!
Maddy,
Yes, I think most of natures critters make joyful noises. There might be some exceptions… like the one relatives’ cat that has a demanding scratchy howl. 😉
Summer is still hanging on. At least we are getting some ‘sprinkles’ today.
Lol! She sounds darling! Hope it’s not too hot…nice, you got some sprinkles! 🙂 Happy Sunday!
First, enjoy your week off on August 23, Mark.
Thank you as always for your thorough curation of the sharing. I love listening to the sounds of the cacadas on the Songofinsects website you shared.
The Moon on August 19 is that the “sturgeon” sometimes called the “Blue moon”?
I love all the selections for haiku reading this week. Of course I must mention Basho’s:
“now look at me
in this fine summer robe!
a cicada kimono”
And my absolute favorite that made me laugh heartily, Reichhold’s
“cicadas
as if they’d won
a poetry contest”
Wishing you a great weekend Mark. Cheers. Safe travels!
Suzette,
I thought we just had a blue moon, so your comment made me look it up, and you’re right, August’s full moon, AKA Sturgeon Moon, is a blue moon, but it also a supermoon, too. A rare combination a super blue moon. Gee, the haiku that could be written about that.
Thanks for pointing out Reichhold’s haiku. She truly was a modern master and this one definitely shows why.
Have a fantastic weekend.
Thanks Mark. I am not an expert on the different moons, so I appreciate your clarification and the added details.
Yes that poem brought a smile…in fact I am still smiling about it…LOL~
Thanks again for your great information that adds I think great depth to writing haiku/senryu. Much appreciated.
It’s tonight as someone reminded me this morning so don’t forget to check it out (if isn’t raining or cloudy, of course)!
Oh, okay. I thought it was on Monday.
Suzette,
You are right; I just checked the calendar. My apologies. This friend misspoke, and I took her at her word. I didn’t want anyone to miss it since it is relatively unusual to have a super blue moon. ~Nan
No worried Nan. I am happy your reminded me to check it out on Monday. The skies here have been overcast for days. Hopefully it will clear by then and I can watch. Thank you for your generous words.
Suzette…
Blue and super moons…. I alway thought that a blue moon was also the second full moon of any given month. One of my children was born on a ‘blue’ moon, as supposedly was Harry Potter 😀
Oh your daughter is blessed indeed…an auspicious moon and rare too.
I did not know about Harry Potter! Wow so amazing! Thanks Jules. Hope you have a lovely weekend. Cheers.
Actually… my second son 😉
Sometimes there can be several Blue Moons in one year. …
“Blue moons occur when there are two full moons in a single month. They usually happen every two to three years, but can happen more frequently when February doesn’t have a full moon. This can only happen four times in a century, and the next time it will happen is in 2018, 2037, 2067, and 2094. “
Oh I am sorry for my error, Jules! My apologies.
Interesting information Jules. The blue moon is more rare than I imagined…2037 its next return…so amazing!! Nature and the skies give us so much value to look forward to and to ponder.
Again my apologies for my earlier mistake. Cheers
Glad to help with moon info.
I think all the different names by different peoples are very interesting.
No worries… I wasn’t spacific 😉
Thank you Jules, you are most kind. I hope you have a lovely weekend. Cheers.
And you too 😍
Thank you Jules, Cheers!
Hi Suzette, I love the conversation that came about from your post on the Sturgeon blue moon…It was a delight to read everyone’s input!
Mark, thank you for the opportunity to share our poetry and our commentary with our friends here …such a treasure. 🙂
Ditto, Madeleine. It is a rare opportunity that Mark has created a welcoming community. ~Nan
So true, Nan. 🙂
Mark,
Something different a hybrid haibun? There is a photo at my post; Lovely Luna
https://julesinflashyfiction.wordpress.com/2024/08/16/lovely-luna-1p-xxiv-nd-8-16/
I appreciate small miracles. I try to observe nature and respect the gifts offered. This afternoon, I was able to see, once again – about the second time in thirty odd years – a Luna Moth resting in my backyard. The sun seemed to be pounding on that delicate insect body. So I carefully picked it up and moved it to a shady place.
yard surprise
Luna moth landed
luck my way?
Cicada sing a soft lullaby for the sleepy luna moth
© JP/dh
Amazing photo with such strong ku, Jules.
The photo was someone elses, but I took some photos of the one I saw too. A lovely insect indeed. I have seen in previous summers the lime/neon/green caterpillar of Luna Moth. Nature is amazing.
Hi Jules, your haiku is so tender, showing us the importance of the Luna moth landing in your garden this afternoon. I have also fallen for your luna moth lullaby.
Maddy, Insects are important. Sometimes we get to see the ‘shy’ ones. ~Thank you.
Yessss! These are wonderful moments!
Jules, I appreciated so much reading your comment about the next blue moon… It seem so far away! 🙂
JP, I love this piece of writing. The prose and the haiku work so well together. Then that final line…beautiful! ~Nan
Nature gives us so much ~Thanks
A cool thing about SeasonWorks is that I’m compelled to learn more. Thank you, Mark.
The males of some species synchronize their singing when there are several of them in a given area, though they don’t start or stop simultaneously. Each species has its own song and singing together might be a strategy to attract more females from a bigger area, as the louder sound travels further.
the cicada chorus
plays mud creek
happy the ear
DarcyDarcy,
Your hiaku reminded me of the image of a bluegrass country band 🙂
Jules, you mean to tell me that Anheuser-Busch lied about the frogs. I am dashed, for I believed.
I lived on the back of Cox Arboretum in the Dayton area the year of the magicicadas. The trees were full of them, and it was so loud. My older son was cool with them, gently picking them off the garage door, but my younger son was too young to notice. It’s a wonder that our yearling trees survived the breeding cicadas as they opened up the bark on the young trees. The scars eventually healed over, but I could only imagine what it was like 17 years later.
I can’t imagine the noisiness of being in a camper; it was bad enough in a house. I doubt anyone slept much.
I think the cicadas along with the nest of bees or wasps in the vent above the room I slept in didn’t help at all…
I’ve got Cicada killer wasps. I think they will come out later in autumn. It is amazing that the little wasp can take and conquer the larger cicada. But then I guess a cicada doesn’t move all that quickly.
Jules, They sure don’t move too fast especially if they’ve just hatched. My older son was 3 the year of the magicidadas, and he would gently pick them up from the garage door and then put them down gently. Never hurt any of them. He was just fascinated with them.
Even the ‘shell’ are fascinating. But the I’m not really afraid of insects. I just don’t like the ones that bite me!
Yes, JP, their shells are pretty cool. I’m not particularly thrilled by stinging insects, either.
Oh, okay. Thank you.
Apologies, Mark. I replied in the wrong thread!
https://benjamintonkin.wordpress.com/2024/08/18/18-8-24-haiku/
…Lovely haiku, Ben.
Thank you, Maddy.
🙂
I missed this one in the inbox this week. Still fluish, though finally it’s passing. Hundreds have it around here, including the naturopath I went to! Takes a month. Nasty.
Where I live in Veracruz, cicadas were a couple of months back. I didn’t see one, only heard their vivid shrieks driving by trees. It was like suddenly entering a car chase in a movie, or careening through night in broad daylight, a cry from the deep forests of old protesting at our speedy modern mechanical world passing it by. NOT YET, NOT YET, cries one and NEVER, NEVER cries the next. And then you are past and can stop holding your breath!
Now we have some sort of cricket sound which is so subtle you think you imagine it. Buddhists in Asia keep small crickets in a cage on the tea table then meditate to the sound. One cannot tell if it is inside or outside. This helps with meditation in dissolving the seeming boundary between self and other.
that constant ringing
a whispering proclamation
of empty fullness
inside the cage of my skull
sing joyous crickets
droning constant wakefulness
barely rippling surface of the pond
barely moving clouds above at dawn
barely breathing meditator hearing cricket-song
Baron, these verses are beautiful…I love especially the second haiku, “…inside the cage of my skull…” so much variation to ponder.
Glad that you are feeling better…alarming that so many people are dealing with this flu. Appreciated your profound thoughts on the cicadas’ “…shrieks…” from the forests you passed by.
Hi Mark! I love Basho’s “Stillness” and “cicada shell” haiku this week. Here is mine: https://melissalemay.wordpress.com/2024/08/22/august/
Wow, Melissa! These are wonderful.
Hi Mark and everyone, My family and I will be on a road trip this weekend. I will be able to read and post at the beginning of the new week. Take care everyone and have a great rest of the week!
I hope you have a great trip!
Thanks, Eavonka,
on a road trip to Las Vegas!
Thanks, Eavonka! 🙂 When I am away, I am unable to send messages successfully from my phone to Season Words:/ We just got back from Las Vegas where we visited some of the surrounding mountain areas. The temperature at the Valley of Fire State Park where we drove through yesterday got as high as 117 degrees. Thank goodness for air conditioning!