argospier haiku - 575 imitation

modes of being

modes of being

Modes of being comprises 'haiku' by Argo Spier and 'haiku stills' by ora odoura and describes six 'modes' of 'feeling'. the english translations of the various haiku was done by the author himself and the spanish and catalan translations are from the hand of ora odoura using the english text.

haiku links and articles - Jane Reichhold and Keiko Imaoka.

4 appels 575's

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Metaphor in Haiku
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Definition of Haiku
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Raysweb
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fish

samenzijn

zittend zagen we
communikatiedraden
en werden spraakloos

part-song

abiding we saw
communication wires
and became speechless

minnekozen
twee lijnen glijden
in elkaar. doordrenkt en lief
scheppen wij een vis

caress
two lines slit in one
combined and lovingly sweet
we created fish

festeig
dos ratlles una
de suau harmonia
vam crear un peix

modes of being

samenzijn

zittend zagen we
communikatiedraden
en werden spraakloos

part-song

abiding we saw
communication wires
and became speechless

cançó – fragment (cat)

assentats vèiem
fils que es comuniquen
vam quedar-nos muts

canción – fragmento (spn)

sentados vemos
hilos que comunican
habla ausente

gewag maken

grauw? grim? wat spookt daar?
de sippe wind over 't watervlak?
o min, komt jij nog?

anxious heart

drab? ash? who's haunting?
the sullen wind on water?
O love, coming still?

cor ansiós (cat)

gris? cendre? què és?
polseguera d'aigua?
amor ... encara?

corazón ansioso (spn)

gris? ceniza? qué?
viento sobre agua?
o amor ... aún?

najaar

herfst kilte en wind
in zwarte gras zoekt een eks'r
naarstig naar zijn wit

fall

autumn chill and breeze
in black grass a magpie seeks
after feather'd white

tardor

cigonya d'un peu
mira ta petitona!
a què esperes?

Otoño

Otoño fresco
Sobre hierba negra hurraca
En busca de plumón blanco

lente

de eenbeen reiger
kijk, daar komt zijn minnetje
jij? waar wacht je op?

spring

the one-leg'd storker
look! there's its sweet little lovely
what you're waiting for?

primavera

cigonya d'un peu
mira! sa petitona!
a què esperes?

primavera

...
Mira! Su queridita!
A qué esperas?

liefdevolle zorg

moesje meesje vliegt
angstig rond haar aller jong
mijn ... hoe gaat het je?

loving care

mommy titmouse flits
fearfully after her young
my sweet ... how are you?

(Cat)

cigonya d'un peu
mira ta petitona!
a què esperes?

(Spn)

marona vola
zelosa el seu petit
dolcet, com estas?

four appels

44 imitations with the 575 beat

Aspirations and motivations, hopes and play and a homespun lazy afternoon full of expectations are the theme lines of this triangled love-in-words. this collection of haiku cum non haiku verses, the so-called 575 soul sensations, is a read of light complexity. Discover the innocence and power of the great 575 tradition. write your own 575's and feel the easy flow of the 575 beat

soul searching

ice tea
two lovers
pissed off
e-mail
sleep

[ice tea]

lazy day
roses, malvas, panty
hoses in the garden back yard
naughty afternoon

ice tea
ice tea at Serrepaleis
with no sign of her coming
shall I cross the mean?

575a
5 steps running up
the verse's hill till 7
I five you haiku

575b
first's 5's easy see
7's droll's a harder go to
harder still last's 5

existence
roles, scripts, attitude
and then there's haiku verses
in 3 lines we are

[two lovers]

torn
two lovers now and
then she smiles at me so sweet then she goes to him

tears
always when laughter
tears smile as if wrought from yoke
lord I ache for you

finding you
ending of course you
pretend liking me very much
but you'll recover

meaning of life
the meaning of life
1 man 2 woman 1 love
3 reasons, why 5?

four appels
four appels yellow
and the cloth on the table
both yours for the rake

radio
on the radio's there's
music here Celine Dion's draggest
she drags herself out

enjambement
haiku with enjam-
bements I wonder if it
will work out my way

instinct
not thinking about
orange it just trickles down on me
my world turns orange

omnipotence
said haiku won't work
east west, dear, haiku works it
in all hemespheres

[pissed off]

seeking distance
making an arse of me
seeking distance and verses
I turn to haiku

pissed off
being so pissed off
the whole of the day today
oh, I need some verse

telephones
nobody rings for me
telephones are hung up now
for ever and a day

traveling
on the train I thought
Brussels, Berlin, Krakau but
last stop somewhere else

insight
then sea and your love
of course I know one day you'll
take a boat and go

afternoons
afternoons and my
hype type's tolling high in sky
verses without you

[e-mail]

sleep real
Samsara came to
me in all her lovely sway
Are you Nirvana?

e-mail
Rich and Sue and Ann
their mails 3 soldiers marching
with new times arriving

possible healing
come on Sue she begged
sweet smile and breasts oh ho ho
brokenness can be healed

definite healing
come on Ann I begged
steep Dyke's straight forward mousy
healing can be fun

surprise
dragonfly and pool!
but how does it make its sounds?
with haiku never know

spring
its spring but who cares
about a thing? Japanese?
oh, life's OK here

summer
in summer tulips are
gone but then again there's more
sun and that's nice! no?

autumn
in autumn summer's
gone cold like hell on fire
and you are gone too

winter
in winter coats are
longer much much longer than
in autumn haiku

time
she's not time enough
back there she comes before you
know and the day's over

care
her left hand and right
care's taken for her 10 nails
beautiful scratches

lessons
she prepares lessons
teaching me the name of this
and that her whole orb

learning
oh I am learning
rivers and sky and mountains
but this verse stays mine!

refusal
sleep with me she said
no I nod I won't do rod
your world's too large dot

newness
oh you fool, poet you
you are my world your verses
look how mine they are

amazement
underneath soft blouse
tits of size oh so tender
soft this thing life is

words and ryhmz
so much I like it
words and ryhmz and the sky
then it falls on you

ryhme
ryhme, why ryhme haiku?
mime's better, yes I think it
and commas give space

silly
oh my silly! oh
my very lovely silly
lass, till the cows come

more
the more you haiku
the more I love myself too
oh, we will reach it

[sleep]

sleep
and now I am off
too, the day's been long without
you, you see, love's long

addiction
man, it draws you on
verse after verse and more still
oh, I cannot stop

reunited
now you'll come at last
tonight! and into this verse
I will curl and sleep