Carpe Diem Haiku

Street Lanterns in Susukino Nightlife District of Sapporo, Japan
Dollar Photo Club

the night enfolds us

ladies of the evening sing

a Father gives alms


© Carol Campbell

Carpe Diem Special

For the Special, Hamish and Chevrefeuille combine their talents to bring us a part of Basho’s journey that apparently has been controversial. Regarding a prostitute.

in the same house
prostitutes, too, slept:
bush clover and moon

© Basho (Tr. David Landis Barnhill)

the prostitute
on the street corner
never looks at the stars

the lonely prostitute
makes dolls
for the street children

for a while

the prostitute blows bubbles
a little girl again

© Hamish Managua Gunn

the day has gone
the night belongs to them –
red light district

© Chèvrefeuille

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Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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3 thoughts on “Carpe Diem Haiku”

  1. this is NOT what i was thinking of it’s reminiscent of one of the screens to a naughtier game called ‘night sky full of stars” you can ctelegraph the entendres of night and stars well enough – but the game wasn’t particularly “filthy” just a button clicker of a game of no skill or science…alll the better of a hidden joke, really… of trying to get a naughty peek not filthy, naughty. – the line “never looks at the stars” of however that was phrased, reminded me of this. I never did learn what the game’s internal messages were, however, I did get closer to laerning somehirigana and may have eventually found a way to have translated much of the game’s text faulteringly of course, i’d still not understand the culture japanese.

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  2. the ladies of the evening are still alive, looking for a little beauty wherever they can find it or experience it. Here they sing a song, but of what, a mystery. Meanwhile life goes on. Somebody giving alms. Well done!!

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