Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,
I had some spare time so time again for a new episode of "Chèvrefeuille's Gift ..." This episode I love to challenge you to create a haiku or tanka inspired on a quote given. Maybe you can remember our special feature "Use That Quote"?
Today I have a nice quote for you by one of my favorite philosophers Rabindranath Tagore:
[...] "Clouds come
floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color
to my sunset sky." [...]
© Rabindranath
Tagore
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| Rabindranath Tagore |
Rabindranath
Tagore (1861 – 1941), was a Bengali polymath who reshaped Bengali literature
and music, as well as Indian art with Contextual Modernism in the late 19th and
early 20th centuries. Author of Gitanjali and its "profoundly sensitive,
fresh and beautiful verse", he became the first non-European to win the
Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913. Sometimes referred to as "the Bard of
Bengal", Tagore's poetic songs were viewed as spiritual and mercurial;
however, his "elegant prose and magical poetry" remain largely
unknown outside Bengal.
Tagore wrote wonderful prose, poetry and songs. In his "Gitanjali" (Song Offerings) he included lots of beauties with a deep spiritual meaning. For his "Gitanjali" he got the Nobel Prize in Literature and I just love to reproduce one of his songs taken from the "Gitanjali":
On the day
when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying, and I knew it not. My
basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.
Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.
That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to me that it was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.
I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.
Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind.
That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed to me that it was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion.
I knew not then that it was so near, that it was mine, and that this perfect sweetness had blossomed in the depth of my own heart.
Well ... I hope you did like this "gift" and that it will inspire you to create haiku, tanka or other Japanese poetry form inspired on the quote given.
This episode is NOW OPEN for your submissions and will remain open until June 30th at noon (CET).
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