Trying to craft an image that does this for us is a creative challenge. The mother kneels under the vastness of the night sky. Thereβs also symbolism with those tiny white lilies that suggests an ancient story of mothers and daughters and annunciations of sorts. Thank you, Rebecca for your appreciation of this poetic form. I may take this direction for awhile, and I appreciate all these wonderful comments. You help me see where I may have missed the mark or where I’ve hit it just right π
Interesting you haven’t heard of her. She is gaining popularity around the world these days. I grew up with La Llorona. I still irrigate pretty much the same way people have for the past 300 years out here. La Llorona is very much a part of our culture, especially where there are acequias (irrigation ditches). I’ve been doing research and papers on the milxed language culture of north-central New Mexico. I’ve presented papers at medieval conferences and ancient and modern language conferences. I’ll be presenting the La Llorona paper in March for the NEMLA conference, which is virtual this year.
We have a lot to talk about Tim. Iβm very interested in your research. Is this the conference you will be attending virtually? http://www.buffalo.edu/nemla/about.html
This haiku doesnβt look right in the WordPress app. It breaks up the middle seven syllable line. Itβs difficult enough composing a poem, but having to accommodate this restriction is frustrating. It will only appear in it’s three line format when viewed on your computer.
When I want lines to be close after each carriage return, I write the lines in a text editor then copy and paste the lines into WP. See my lyrics in TULIP. I centered the lyrics in TULIP, but I often use “Increase indent” to indent the poems and lyrics and keep them left justified. I use Text Edit on the Mac. I think Note Pad is the equivalent on Windows.
Thanks, Tim, for your suggestions! I’d assumed “Enable mobile theme” under the “Appearance” tab was still turned on to “Yes.” Apparently it was reset to “No” when I moved to block editing. This haiku should appear properly now in the WordPress app. π
I sense that it was this image of the white lilies, looking down in humility, under the stars, that inspired this wonderful haiku… or I’m projecting your haiku to the image! π
Part of the reason I settled on that photo was that itβs a sunny image. It added to the possibility her mother was out until dawn, deeply struggling with the disappointment not only with her daughter, but more importantly with herself. I love all these reactions. Wonderful!
When I read your haiku in my email, my mother immediately came to mind. (I sorely tried her during my teenage years.) Then when I opened your post, I saw her favorite lilies!
Sounds like there is quite a story behind those sparse words!
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Yes, an image is always a scene from a larger story. Thanks, Becky.
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The parent making a peace offering after overreacting? Wonderfully expressed in a poetically indirect way, Mary Jo.
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Oh Mary Jo, there is such power in βless is more.β Perhaps carefully chosen words go more directly to our memory and emotional response mechanism.
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Trying to craft an image that does this for us is a creative challenge. The mother kneels under the vastness of the night sky. Thereβs also symbolism with those tiny white lilies that suggests an ancient story of mothers and daughters and annunciations of sorts. Thank you, Rebecca for your appreciation of this poetic form. I may take this direction for awhile, and I appreciate all these wonderful comments. You help me see where I may have missed the mark or where I’ve hit it just right π
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You ALWAYS hit the mark perfectly. I am excited that you are on a new direction. Here is a Haiku that I made up for you, Mary Jo!
Friendship comes rejoice
Across distant miles reach out
Hold close together
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Thank you, Rebecca! Compassionate π€
Contagious π€
Creativity π€
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Thank you, Dave. Anger is definitely an overreaction. The mother went out at night and gained some perspective and serenity.
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Very wise of her, Mary Jo, and not always easy to do.
(You’re welcome!)
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That’s a wonderful Haiku. Which inspired another Haiku:
Weeping mother stares
acequia’s reflections
can’t find her children
I’m working on a paper about La Llorona.
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Tim – you had me scurrying to find out about La Llorona. This was the first time I heard about this folk tale. You must tell us about your paper!!!
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Interesting you haven’t heard of her. She is gaining popularity around the world these days. I grew up with La Llorona. I still irrigate pretty much the same way people have for the past 300 years out here. La Llorona is very much a part of our culture, especially where there are acequias (irrigation ditches). I’ve been doing research and papers on the milxed language culture of north-central New Mexico. I’ve presented papers at medieval conferences and ancient and modern language conferences. I’ll be presenting the La Llorona paper in March for the NEMLA conference, which is virtual this year.
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We have a lot to talk about Tim. Iβm very interested in your research. Is this the conference you will be attending virtually? http://www.buffalo.edu/nemla/about.html
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Yes that’s it.
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I concur!
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BTW you might enjoy my parody video “La Llorona” I posted last January: https://wp.me/p1yQyy-4Uc
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Wow, thatβs a powerful image, Tim. Thanks for adding to the conversation in such a creative way.
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I’m happy to add when I’m inspired by your creativity. Keeps us looking foward and moving forward.
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Definitely!
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This haiku doesnβt look right in the WordPress app. It breaks up the middle seven syllable line. Itβs difficult enough composing a poem, but having to accommodate this restriction is frustrating. It will only appear in it’s three line format when viewed on your computer.
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Are you using the block editor? I use the classic editor. It doesn’t tend to mess lines up as much.
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Itβs been a struggle either way. Iβve had to compromise more than I like with line breaks.
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When I want lines to be close after each carriage return, I write the lines in a text editor then copy and paste the lines into WP. See my lyrics in TULIP. I centered the lyrics in TULIP, but I often use “Increase indent” to indent the poems and lyrics and keep them left justified. I use Text Edit on the Mac. I think Note Pad is the equivalent on Windows.
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Thanks, Tim, for your suggestions! I’d assumed “Enable mobile theme” under the “Appearance” tab was still turned on to “Yes.” Apparently it was reset to “No” when I moved to block editing. This haiku should appear properly now in the WordPress app. π
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Ah! Yes the perseverance of mobility or not.
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Mothers are very busy. And underappreciated. Time is luxury for a mother. The only time ‘to waste’ is time to pray and pursue peace!
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Yes, to feel poor in spirit and seek the profit of peace with others.
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I agree, Dave. I confess have made many of these peace offering for overreacting. YIKES!!!
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I sense that it was this image of the white lilies, looking down in humility, under the stars, that inspired this wonderful haiku… or I’m projecting your haiku to the image! π
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Part of the reason I settled on that photo was that itβs a sunny image. It added to the possibility her mother was out until dawn, deeply struggling with the disappointment not only with her daughter, but more importantly with herself. I love all these reactions. Wonderful!
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This was the image/story I had in my mind too! π€π
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Beautiful blog
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When I read your haiku in my email, my mother immediately came to mind. (I sorely tried her during my teenage years.) Then when I opened your post, I saw her favorite lilies!
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Oh that’s wonderful, Liz! They were always my favorite. Their scent is divine. Lily of the Valley.
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I’m still keeping a little clump of them in my cutting garden, in memory of my mother.
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What a lovely memorial, Liz.
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Nothing angry in that picture!
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It has been overcome, and the prequel is another haiku yet to be written π
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Beautiful. π
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Thank you!
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A common theme for us mothers, going off in the quiet to find the peace we need for our children. Beautifully expressed.
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Thank you for visiting and commenting, Kathy! You have a lovely, inspiring blog.
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