The inspiration for today’s haiku is another famous haiku master Kobayashi Issa. I found that his poetry has an ability to make you laugh, or atleast smile, and then reflect.

His death poem:

A bath when you’re born,
a bath when you die,
how stupid.


Even with insects–
some can sing,
some can’t.


All the time I pray to Buddha
I keep on
killing mosquitoes.


Here is the source. Do spare some time to indulge in his haiku. I enjoyed binge reading and reflecting on his work and then I went out for a walk to find myself some inspiration. Here are mine.

tiny black bird on
bougainvillea tree-
won’t you tell me your name.


Peepal tree-
many hearts still hanging on
dried hearts on the ground


If I spot neighbour
on my solitary walk,
I find another path


O money plant! with
variegated leaves-
climb on everything


Saw a tree after a
season, many new nests –
missed a generation.


My solitary walk was one round around the block and I was truly inspired by the nature around me which I have missed these past couple of months dearly. On my second round, I spotted my friend and we chitchatted our way for the rest of the walk and that was fun too.

Today, I would like to encourage each one of you to get out and try this exercise. Read some haiku or poetry, go for a solitary walk and observe absorb the world around you and wait for the magic to unfold.

I would also be sharing this at Poets United this weekend.

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34 thoughts on “I For Kobayashi Issa, poem : haiku #AtoZChallenge #BlogChatterA2Z #NaPoWriM

  • April 15, 2019 at 4:00 pm
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    How I enjoyed your haiku; what a wonderful way to laugh at ourselves.

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  • April 15, 2019 at 10:59 am
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    Especially love the one about the money plant.. so appropriate..

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  • April 15, 2019 at 4:19 am
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    These are perfect for thinking on while walking; enjoyed the dried hearts and the admission that sometimes a walk is space for thinking.

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  • April 15, 2019 at 3:13 am
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    I love all your inspired haikus…and had no idea about Issa. I’ll definitely be looking him up. Thanks for the advice by the way…my doc says I must walk more- so this’ll do the trick!

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  • April 15, 2019 at 2:37 am
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    Walks in nature do inspire poetry. These all are lovely, and the ones at the beginning did make me smile.

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  • April 14, 2019 at 11:56 pm
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    Soo beautiful! ❤️❤️ I especially love;

    Peepal tree-
    many hearts still hanging on
    dried hearts on the ground

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  • April 14, 2019 at 7:28 pm
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    I love Issa’s poems and yours equally. I especially love the peepal tree, with some hearts on the ground.

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  • April 11, 2019 at 12:22 pm
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    I love this one:
    “Peepal tree-
    many hearts still hanging on
    dried hearts on the ground”

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    • April 11, 2019 at 5:49 pm
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      Glad you liked it Jade. Think that is my favourite one too.

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  • April 11, 2019 at 2:32 am
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    Love your haiku and your photo – what an inspiring walk you had and what talent you’ve displayed in capturing that inspiration. I suspect Kobayashi Issa would be proud.

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    • April 11, 2019 at 5:53 pm
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      Thank you Deborah. High praise indeed.:)

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  • April 10, 2019 at 9:39 pm
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    Haiku is always intriguing to me. I do amateur poetry sometime. I love hanging and dried heart haiku. It is beautiful.

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    • April 11, 2019 at 5:54 pm
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      Thank you Akanksha. I do amateur poetry too, most of the time though:)

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  • April 10, 2019 at 5:14 pm
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    Well a walk is not only an inspiration for poetry but sometimes even photography. And since I am a thriller writer whenever I walk out late at night near the district collectorate building opposite to my apartments I look at the sprawling lawns of the collectorate and think of plots involving political murders. Be it poetry, fiction, human interest stories there is nothing better than a walk to get your grey cells inspired.

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    • April 11, 2019 at 5:58 pm
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      That’s the difference in each person’s view. You see a building you may see ghosts. I see a building I might see cutting down of trees. Someone else might see it and see the pinnacle of success. Yet another will see beauty in the architecture.

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  • April 10, 2019 at 3:58 pm
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    I had a big smile on my face while reading your post. Indeed it makes you smile, it makes you pause and it makes you think. Great post.

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    • April 11, 2019 at 5:58 pm
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      Thank you Sonia. Glad it had an impact on you:)

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  • April 10, 2019 at 8:39 am
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    Beautiful! Praying to apostle of nonviolence and violently killing mosquitos. Bathing after brith and after death, totally meaningless rituals from social point.

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    • April 10, 2019 at 2:15 pm
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      Yes. Issa does a great job contrasting reality and intention and also a good point about rituals

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  • April 10, 2019 at 1:29 am
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    Well weaved!!

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  • April 10, 2019 at 12:34 am
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    long awaited walk
    strange scary creatures around
    run inside again

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    • April 10, 2019 at 12:40 am
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      🤗 a horror haiku? or maybe a different kind of strange scary creatures..

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