< Invitation to Haiku >
I wonder how you would respond if someone said to you, "Why don't you make a haiku? Would you say "What is haiku?" Perhaps as a senior pupil at the elementary school, you learned basics of haiku in the texts of your national language.
"Well, haiku sounds strange to us young people," some may say.
I was brought up in a home where I would overhear haiku poets gathering for haiku-making or the study of "Sarumino", a book of works by Basho(1644-1694), under the guidance of my father. I would also accompany him on Ginko or an outing for observing nature and making haiku. I tried to copy haiku poets in their manners and gestures of haiku composition in the field.
Near the three-story pagoda at the Kiyomizu Temple stood a big cherry tree whose blossoms Were falling very impressively.
So I jotted down in my small notebook to retain the description of a factual sight. Then, Imanishi Ichi-jo-ski, a haiku poet and teacher at an elementary school in Kyoto, looked into my note and improved it to read:
I was in the fourth grade of an elementary school at that time. I always had a haiku notebook with me, and jotted down scenes and matters that impressed me. Later on I reviewed my notes and compiled haiku poems. I have always been grateful to the favored enviroment of my life, have taken pride and cared for it to date. I could hardly resist my growing desire to share the pleasure of haiku with other people and now say again to you, "Why don't you make some haiku?"
I Would not be fulfilling all my duty if I should only urge you to make haiku and leave you alone wondering, "But how.....?"