Walking Through Spring

This blog allows you to take virtual nature walks through southern KY and northern TN. It is written in the form of a haibun (prose plus haiga), inspired by Matsuo Basho's travel journals, and Buson's haiga (hokku with an image associated with it). Hope you enjoy these writings/images!

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What is a "hokku?"

Hokku are the shortest among the accepted forms of Japanese literary expressions. For more information go here: https://masashimono.wordpress.com/2020/01/01/the-form-of-hokku/

What is a "haiga?"

A haiga is a hokku that has an image associated with it. That image can be a painting, a drawing, or a photograph that relates to the content of the hokku. Here is an example of a haiga: https://masashimono.wordpress.com/2020/01/02/winter-seclusion/

What is a haibun?

My posts are written in the form of "haibun." A haibun is an article written in prose with many hokku interjected within the piece. An example of haibun is Basho's book, "The Narrow Road to the Deep North" ... https://singapore.kinokuniya.com/bw/9780140441857?no_flag=true

"The Sense of Wonder," Rachel Carson

"Hearing can be a source of exquisite pleasure, but it requires conscious cultivation. I believe children can be helped to hear the many voices about them. Take time to listen and talk about the voices of the earth and what they mean - the majestic voice of thunder, the winds, the sound of flowing streams."

Rachel Carson about her grandnephew, Roger.

We have let Roger share our enjoyment of things (in nature) people ordinarily deny children because they are inconvenient, interfering with bedtime, or involving wet clothing that has to be changed or mud that has to be cleaned off the rug. We have... watched the full moon riding lower and lower...setting all the water ablaze with silver flames and finding thousands of diamonds in the rocks on the shore as the light strikes the flakes of mica embedded in them. The memory of such a scene would mean more to him in manhood than the sleep he was losing. (from the Sense of Wonder)

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