I borrow the title from Enya’s winter album to synchronize my blog with the season that just took over. Today, December 22, begins the new part of the annual cycle when the daylight hours gradually gain ground after the longest night of the year, the one of the Winter Solstice. From today, everything is slowly awakening, even if the cold accumulated so far will continue to wrap our latitudes with this peaceful atmosphere that makes you want to rest and sleep.
I would like to celebrate the winter season with two haiku, a famous Japanese poetic form. The characteristics of haiku, so different from our Western poetry, is brevity: only three verses consisting in 17 syllables. The words, neat and simple, snap a picture of a moment, an image of nature devoid of rhetorical appeals but full of personal meaning that everyone can give. The echo left by the words of a haiku allows the reader to take their time to reflect and let the lines melt in their mind.
Exactly what winter asks you to do.
Winter solitude –
in a world of one color
the sound of wind.
by Matsuo Basho (1644 – 1694), considered the greatest Japanese haiku poet.
The snow falling.
by Kobayashi Issa (1763 – 1828)