This is my first attempt at the antihaiku; a form that originated in the mind of Paul Squires of gingaTao. Many thanks, Paul, for explaining the intention of your antihaiku. I will defer to Paul’s judgment as to whether I have done justice to the form. For an example of Paul’s antihaiku, have a look here and scroll down through the comments for a description of the antihaiku.
~~~
her last spoken words
echo within
caves of despair
laced with blood red
crystals of blame
.
grandfather waits
and wagers his God
.
while Tic versus Toc
partners in time
compete for the prize of
his last spoken word
~~~
July 30, 2008 at 8:13 pm |
That is a great antihaiku, begins in one place finishes in another, has a real edge and has great respect for structure. Fantastic and also it has a very neat pivot in the centre and is concerned with the nature of time, those are great attributes for an antihaiku. And it is a great poem in its own right. So I would say, thankyou, Brad. It was a great thrill to see someoneelse have a bash it and you did a brilliant job.
July 31, 2008 at 10:52 am |
I’ve never written an antihaiku, but I’d have to say that yours is great! The spareness of the images and words is achieved with a master’s touch!
July 31, 2008 at 11:52 am |
oooh that was nice….
August 2, 2008 at 6:27 am |
antihaiku – an interesting idea, I do like the idea of directing the reader to from thought to another
I like your antihaiku, it makes me wonder about how long one has and how precious time can be gone so fast
November 17, 2008 at 6:58 pm |
Heh, Brad, how ther hanging? I just popped by to say thankyou for being the only person brave enough to tag anything antihaiku. Over the time I have poetry blogging I think it is the one small tiny thing I have created as a legacy, in so much as it contains my entire philosophy of art, that is about change. If a piece of art doesn’t change the observor with some immediacy, in an inexplicable way that is a fusion of emotion and intellect, it’s just decoration. From there you can build out to socio-political function, the responsibility of the artist to be an agent for change, to push boundaries and to oppose complacency as the enemy. Anyway, just popped in for a beer but you weren’t here. Antihaiku! Could also be a toast,
November 17, 2008 at 7:00 pm |
Yours is fantastic by the way, antihaiku, I mean, the pivot in the middle,
March 31, 2009 at 8:55 pm |
Time is not linear Brad. Just connecting dots in my eternal legacy hahahahahah. Boing boing,