Haiku 3 Poem by Souren Mondal

Haiku 3

Rating: 5.0


Legs like broken twigs

Gathering food from water

Looking at itself

Monday, February 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,nature
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I saw a picture of a bird like this uploaded on Facebook by someone.. The picture made me envision the three lines.. Strangely when I counted the syllables only the first line had four syllables that I changed by adding a 'like' in it..

So, I don't know if this really passes as a Haiku proper, but if my counting is correct, then this is the first time that I wrote a haiku naturally(of course the first line was 'manipulated) ..

Sometimes, nature - just an image of nature - can bring wonderful thoughts and peace to the mind...

Thank you for reading,
Souren Mondal
February 29,2015
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 06 March 2016

Envision! Thanks for sharing.

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M Asim Nehal 05 March 2016

On target, Nicely written haiku...I liked it.

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Souren Mondal 06 March 2016

Thank you very much Asim: -)

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Brian Mayo 03 March 2016

Your haiku succeeds, and puts the reader right at the water's edge. The gentle ripples in the surface distort the bird's colorful bill... You did all this with just a handful of syllables. Looking at himself- -because he too will be food for something, one day. Or is he just that beautiful? Your haiku makes us wonder. Excellent. I'm glad I got to see it. I have a special place in my heart for Great Blue herons, after having had to wade into my pond to save one from a snapping turtle, six years ago. I held them both in my hands at once, for a brief moment. If you'd like to read about it, I'll email you the details- - wrote it all down a few hours later, after a long hot shower. Great Haiku, Souren.

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Souren Mondal 03 March 2016

Thank you Brian.. I didn't really think about anything while writing this haiku.. I just saw the picture (I don't have the permission to put it up here unfortunately) , and wrote down these lines.. It's just that moment which was captured by the photographer, and then by me.. There is something beautiful about these simple moments in Nature, you know.. To just look at something that may be 'trivial' for a lot, and find a kind of joy in it.. I love these moments.. Just peaceful... Peace, I feel, is almost better than any other feeling, even happiness...

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Unwritten Soul 02 March 2016

Through this little words, its enough to picture big to my brain..what a good choice of words u pick :)

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Unwritten Soul 05 March 2016

you're welcome :)

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Souren Mondal 03 March 2016

Thank you 'soul': -)

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Kelly Kurt 29 February 2016

It is rare that an initial inspiration hits the syllable count exactly. But, with only a few to express the thought, manipulation can be difficult. I have often spent hours on a haiku for just such reasons. This one evokes exactly what your intent was. I don't know if it is correct to title a haiku, but I always do because the wording can often mislead. Until I read your notes, I wasn't sure what this was about. Then, it came together for me and my appreciation for the work grew exponentially

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Souren Mondal 29 February 2016

Thank you Kelly.. Even I feel the same.. Haiku should be 'titled'... It was an interesting feeling, you know, to suddenly hit this.. I wasn't even trying to write one, and all of a sudden this came up, as if my thoughts were like that... It is interesting because I am not a native speaker, and technically English stands as a third language for me.. It is just that I've never had patience with poems.. There are too many of those that I write that can be changed with a little editing into decent ones, but I never like to do that.. Since I started writing poetry which dates back a good few years, I never liked syllables and metres, even in Bengali, which is my language.. English poetry started at about 18, and then continued until I was above 23 and hitting 24 last year.. Then I came here, and I got a little more serious.. I remember you told me in one of my earliest poems, I guess it was 'When I will be very old', that you will be tracking my development as a poet.. And I had, luckily, developed, grown a lot as both a human being and a poet... I have a lot to thank you, Fabrizio, and Daniel... The earliest readers of my poetry.. You, in particular.. You have read almost everything I have written here.. It means a lot to me friend and older brother.. Your works and words, always make me feel good... Besides, before meeting you here, I thought I was the only one who forgets the date and the day, and had too much of love for vodka! ! I feel less eccentric due to you.. We are similar - atheists, vodka-lovers, forgetful, and a little cynical of everything that happens around... Thanks Kelly..

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