Captain Shunsui Kyōraku (
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The Art of Haiku; Tuesday, Third Period [06/22].
"Ahhhh, ducklings ♥," Shunsui, seating as could be expected in the usual circle in the park underneath the tree beside the duck pond, smiled around at his small gathering of students as he poured himself some tea into a small cup. "Today's class is a little bittersweet, as it will be our last meeting on this particular subject, but, hopefully not our last meeting entirely ♥."
He threw them a little wink, had a sip of his tea, and then set his cup aside so that he may find the little boards used to share the poetry with the circle.
"We have one more poet I would like us to explore before we depart, however, and that is on by the name of Fukuda Chiyo-ni, one Japan's most reknowned women haiku-ists. Chiyo-ni was a pioneer in the field in the fact that, previously, unfortunately, the voices of women in haiku had been staunchly ignored or disregarded. Why anyone would want to actively exlude the presence of women in anything is far beyond me, but it was through her dedication and passion and inspiration by the hands of, of course, none other than our dear Matsuo Bashō, she set forth to offer a unique voice and open the door for many other women poets to follow ♥.
"Her best known poem is as follows:"
Here, he cleared his throat, and began:
morning glory!
the well bucket-entangled,
I ask for water
"...in reference to the morning glory flower which is now a favorite among those in her hometown, as she wrote on the subject quite often ♥. Most of her poem had a focus on a simple, austere life, one that shared a deep connection between the relationship between nature and our lives ♥. And some of them, such as the ones following, offer a distinctly feminine voice to the medium:
Airing out kimonos
as well as her heart
is never enough.
Again the women
come to the fields
with unkempt hair.
"And, of course, soft, warm observations of the world that surrounds us:
dragonfly hunter
how far has he traveled
today I wonder?
A butterfly —
What dream
is making your wings flutter?
Shunsui paused, a soft smile on his lips, as he let that last one sort of linger in the air a little, much like the butterfly of its focus, and then he smiled at the students.
"So," he said, "let us be like Chiyo-ni-chan today and embrace the simple things, let us praise nature for her part in our lives, and create beautiful words to repesent it ♥. Or, since it's our last meeting, feel free to write and share whatever you'd like. Or just listen to nature making her own poetry, too. Our options are vast ♥."
He threw them a little wink, had a sip of his tea, and then set his cup aside so that he may find the little boards used to share the poetry with the circle.
"We have one more poet I would like us to explore before we depart, however, and that is on by the name of Fukuda Chiyo-ni, one Japan's most reknowned women haiku-ists. Chiyo-ni was a pioneer in the field in the fact that, previously, unfortunately, the voices of women in haiku had been staunchly ignored or disregarded. Why anyone would want to actively exlude the presence of women in anything is far beyond me, but it was through her dedication and passion and inspiration by the hands of, of course, none other than our dear Matsuo Bashō, she set forth to offer a unique voice and open the door for many other women poets to follow ♥.
"Her best known poem is as follows:"
Here, he cleared his throat, and began:
morning glory!
the well bucket-entangled,
I ask for water
"...in reference to the morning glory flower which is now a favorite among those in her hometown, as she wrote on the subject quite often ♥. Most of her poem had a focus on a simple, austere life, one that shared a deep connection between the relationship between nature and our lives ♥. And some of them, such as the ones following, offer a distinctly feminine voice to the medium:
Airing out kimonos
as well as her heart
is never enough.
Again the women
come to the fields
with unkempt hair.
"And, of course, soft, warm observations of the world that surrounds us:
dragonfly hunter
how far has he traveled
today I wonder?
A butterfly —
What dream
is making your wings flutter?
Shunsui paused, a soft smile on his lips, as he let that last one sort of linger in the air a little, much like the butterfly of its focus, and then he smiled at the students.
"So," he said, "let us be like Chiyo-ni-chan today and embrace the simple things, let us praise nature for her part in our lives, and create beautiful words to repesent it ♥. Or, since it's our last meeting, feel free to write and share whatever you'd like. Or just listen to nature making her own poetry, too. Our options are vast ♥."

Listen to the Lecture - AoH, 06/22.