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cause not cure, HAWMC, health haiku, Health Writing Activist Monthly Challenge, mother daughter relationship, WEGO
Health Haiku. Let’s switch up the writing style a bit for today’s posts! As you probably know, a haiku is a “miniature Japanese poem consisting of 17 syllables – five syllables in first line, seven in second, and five in the last. No rhyme or meter scheme is employed when writing haiku. The aim of the haiku is to create something greater than the sum of the parts.” Traditionally, haiku poems were written about nature and aim to capture the essence of the aspect of nature that is being described.
Opening the WEGO Health Blog each day in April is a bit like opening the little doors on an Advent Calendar. Each day, as I discover a new prompt, it is with the kind of anticipation I imagine my little girl felt not to long ago as she guessed what might lie behind each door. Today’s prompt is a little gem and requires me to use what’s left of my creative writing skills and compose a haiku. How hard can it be to string together seventeen syllables about my health? When I told my daughter about it, she responded with the air of someone who might expire from ennui, “Haikus are easy. But sometimes they don’t make sense. Refrigerator.” An internet meme, apparently. Of course, I didn’t know that at the time, and instead looked at her with the kind of bewilderment that used to cross my mother’s face in response to some smart Aleck comment that flew from the lips of the altogether bored adolescent version of myself. “Really? You wrote a haiku about a refrigerator?” I stupidly ask. She reiterates, this time, with emphasis, “You’re kidding me. Mom. Haikus are easy. but sometimes they don’t make sense. Refrigerator.” Because it wasn’t accompanied by a rolling of the eyes that often seems to involve her entire body, I didn’t take offense. But because I am her mother, I’m going to have the last word. I’m going to make my haiku into a tanka which she didn’t know has two extra lines, the shimo-no-ku, each composed of seven syllables. I admit it. I didn’t know either. Here’s my tanka, reminding me to remind everyone to support the research that will lead us to knowing what causes it and how to prevent it:
Mammograms missed it
Dense tissue hid it from view
Cancer in my breast.
Is my biology key?
Science must focus on cause
Jan Baird Hasak said:
Yvonne, I just adore your tanka! It’s tops! But I AM heartbroken about the overall meaning that bleeds through the lines. Your creativity and writing skills just blow me away! In English class my son wrote a poem called “I Hate Poetry,” which was really quite clever. I saved his collection of poems from high school to remind me what poetry can do to a student even if he hates the exercise. His work reminded me of the snarkiness of so many women in our blogosphere. Keep up the great writing for this challenge. I look forward to every day that you write. xx
Yvonne said:
Yes, there are definitely a few sharp tongues in our blogosphere. I love it. Did you happen to catch AnneMarie’s haikus over at I LOVED them!
I love that you kept your son’s poems!!
OK … now I’m heading over to your blog 🙂
Liz said:
I got quite a giggle from your daughter’s haiku, and know my sons will enjoy it! And I’ve never heard of a tanka – inttriguing!! Am enjoying the readings from this challenge – a great initiative. Happy writing!
Yvonne said:
Hi Liz. Yes – she’s just soooo 14. How old are your boys??
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Marie Ennis-O'Connor (@JBBC) said:
Well now..trust you to take things one step further with your tanka 🙂 ‘Tis far from tankas you were reared!
Like you, I am enjoying this creative writing challenge even more than I could have imagined – I love your analogy of the Advent Calendar – although this one was a challenge to my perfectionism (i can’t write poetry, said the little voice inside my head) but I really like the spare style – the distillation of so much in so few words – it really does focus the mind – and your tanka is just wonderful Yvonne.
Yvonne said:
Oh Marie Ennis-O’Connor indeed it was very far from tankas (and a whole lot of other things!) I was reared!!! I’m sitting here with a big grin on my face thinking about how that expression was regularly applied to people who have “made something out of themselves.” It’s like that thing Bono said about how Irish people look at success … he talks about how in America you can look at the guy living in the mansion on the hill and think that one day, if you work really hard, you too could live in the mansion. But in Ireland, people look up at the guy in the mansion on the hill and they say something quite different 🙂 Ah now, I’m reinforcing stereotypes!
I do love this writing challenge, but I have to tell you my house if falling down around me because I can’t get anything else done!! It’s one time when I love the time difference … because you’re 8 hours ahead, I get an email saying you’re all done, and then that puts the pressure on.
x
Marie Ennis-O'Connor (@JBBC) said:
Now I’ve a big grin on my face Yvonne..coz I often quote that Bono saying..except the way I heard it, it was a yacht…methinks the quote is apocryphal..but whether or not he said it..there’s no denying there’s more than a grain of truth in it…as we both know 😉
Yvonne said:
No denying in deed!! 🙂
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