Waka for Murasaki Shikibu

Gold cherry

By onemorething

Sun, 01 Mar 2020
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A millennium

of geese have migrated since,

carriers of hopes,

each gan in loud formation

over unseen peaks of now

 

you are a quiet pool

that reflects the snow moon glance

of your chalked face and

hair - an ink river for feet

to paddle in Freudian

 

dilemmas in hard

won letters where iron rules

did not bend simply,

to defy limits on sex

when poetry is breathing.

 

 

 

 

Image is from wikimedia commons:

https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Murasaki_Shikibu_by_Hiroshige.png

Link to some of her poems:

https://www.osweetnature.com/murasaki-poetry.html

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Comments

Submitted by drew_gummerson on

It works perfectly with the picture. 

 

Submitted by drew_gummerson on

And Women's History Month. 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thanks Drew! And for the cherries. :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

A fitting poem in honour of Womens History Month. Also her identity shines through in your poem. 

Jenny.

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Oh good, I'm pleased you think so. Thank you for reading it. :)

 

Submitted by sean mcnulty on

Oh, the poetry breathes. And defies the sex limits. Great stuff!

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Yes poetry can do both and at the same time. Thanks for reading it. :)

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Beautifully timeless - this is our facebook and twitter pick of the day - do share it. 

Submitted by onemorething on

That's very lovely, thank you for the golden cherries. :)

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Fascinating. I read the link. I didn't know about Waka. Your poem seems to capture (what to me feels like) the spirit of the form.

Parson Thru