from the way we act
when we’re in love you’d think love
wounds and hurts us most
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in life – though things far
bitterer are daily thought and done –
love hits us hardest
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– at times though we seem not
to even know we’re alive
while we’re here living
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we can’t remember
our births, don’t believe in our
deaths – all too human
*
errors throughout life
shape our being – our delicate
small blue fragile world –
*
it’s quite likely that
love changes us because love
makes us come alive
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as time goes past pain
fades but love’s the thing that lasts
to save us from ourselves
*
when we kiss and touch
our loving tenderness makes
hard living softer
*
we come alive then
love ourselves into being
loving mortal gods
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freddie omm
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This haiku chain is loosely translated from a Meditation of Philippe de Saint Maurice.
Lovely lines and layers of meaning!
😍
These haiku are at once passionate, abstract and visceral.
Subversive, too.
Subversion is always packed into the lines. Thank you, James.
It is about fucking ourselves into existence!
Orgasm’s Origin Myth:
we come alive then
love ourselves into being
loving mortal gods
It is also and likely even more about loving life in ways that do not require sexuality.
It desires (to be) both!
I really like how each of these haiku make sense on their own, as standalones, but still greater power comes from their being in the chain, stretching and accumulating meanings.
Yes this is the great thing about haiku chains, the way the individual haiku fit into the chain, it’s a very rhythmic thing whereby sometimes the individuals punctuate or even create a pause or stop, sometimes driving along the flow.
Great chain!
Grazie, Luisa!