Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Chen-ou Liu & Scott Terrill: Wednesday Haiku, Week 69

Pacific shore...
a tidal wave speaking
my mother tongue
   Chen-ou Liu

Gravestone/Monument Dealer, Jackson, Ohio, 1936


etched in names
etched in stone
my shadow
   Scott Terrill

 LW & DW

my dead mother--
every time I see the ocean
every time...
    translated by David G. Lanoue


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Charles Gramlich said...

Memories of a mother from the ocean. Seems appropriate

aditya said...

Some fine work by both Chen-ou Liu and Scott Terrill. Thanks again!

Chen-ou Liu's haiku moved me on a personal level, english not being my own mother language. But of course.. the diasporic element (Pacific shore/a tidal wave..) present in his haiku makes it even more engaging.

And this is a sweet sweet picture with yr mother.

Also the work reminds me of another gem by Issa--

home village--
mother's cloth-pounding
faintly heard

snowbird said...

Every time I see the ocean, every time I see the rain... I see my son. His ashes were scattered at sea.

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Thanks, Charles.

Aditya, thanks so much. Love the Issa ku.

Merrill ... ah, yes. Thanks for sharing this.

Anonymous said...

very nice

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Thanks, A ...

bandit said...


Quite by accident I came across my father's birthplace, Rawson, North Dakota, yet it seemed more than coincidence somehow . . . thoughts of where we're going, and where we've been.



Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Yes, Willie, so often we seem all headed in the same direction ...