Thursday, June 24, 2010


A man finds room in the few square inches of the face for the traits of all his ancestors; for the expression of all his history, and his wants.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882) U.S. poet, essayist and lecturer.

Our winning haiku contends this saying.

My father's face
forty years later
back in my mirror
--Franklin Magalhaes; Brazil

This is such a skillfully sketched thought, that Line1, pivots well, both Line 2 and Line 3; and with either reading, the thoughts of the writer resonates. 'My father's face forty years later'; 'My father's face back in my mirror'
Franklin has over the years, grown into his dad's physical image, and he holds, and he carries with him that living photo, which by way of this haiku, he shares with us. Those of us with no image sense of him, will be curious. What does he look like?
There are both the processes here presented, of, accumulating and returning. Returning dad, sensed in the reflection and accumulating in this new persona a forties Franklin; linking to his lineage, his heritage, his ancestry, his father.
The mirror is used to freeze and to meld a present moment while aspects of a past still linger on.
Time is an important issue in this haiku; time fleeting, time solid; tangible and intangible.
Our winning haiku is quotidial yet timeless; its a haiku for every day and every season.
With a little shuffle and the ommission of 3 syllables Franklin can very well morph this into a Zip Haiku

--gillena cox
coordinator; Caribbean Kigo Kukai

the theme for the kukai was father

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