Distillation

Written for:  Carpe Diem #1524 – O-Henro Shikoko Pilgrims (Memory Lane)
At CDHK we have done a lot of pilgrimages, one of the pilgrimages was on Shikoku Island along the 88 temples of Kobo Daishi, the once in a lifetime pilgrimage of Buddhists. I love to look back at that beautiful pilgrimage.

The task for this episode is to look back into our rich CDHK history and share your favorite episode. Please share with us why you did like that specific episode and maybe you can share a new haiku or tanka inspired on your favorite episode.

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O-Henro at one of the 88 temples on Shikoku Island

pilgrims chanting
the Heart Sutra to honor Kukai –
cry of a Vulture
breaks through the serene temple –
pilgrims chanting

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Nirvana calling
Yakushi Nyorai guides you
to Enlightenment

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

I was inspired by the distillation of famous poems into haiku.
One episode was: 

Carpe Diem Distillation #7, Tagore’s ”Lotus”

In this special feature the goal is to ‘distill’ a haiku from a long-poem.
For this episode of Distillation I have chosen a poem by Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941) titled ‘Lotus’. Tagore has written a lot of poems and was adored by a lot of people, not only for his poems, but also for his spiritual thoughts.

Here is the poem which you have to distill a haiku from:

On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying,
and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.

Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.

That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to me that is was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.

I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)

fragrance drifts
a sweetness fills the air
a season ends

https://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/

 

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Distillation

  1. Wonderful choice Sara. Your distillation-haiku is really awesome.

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