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By: Andromeda Jazmon Sibley,
on 4/30/2013
Here is a collection of my Instagram photos, updated daily. I am afraid you will have to click on the photo to go to Instagram to read the haiku. Unless I find a photo editor that works on my iPod and figure out how to put the haiku directly onto the image, that is. Anyone help with that? If you are using Instagram and know how to do it can you share? <!-- SnapWidget -->
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/30/2011
This year for National Poetry Month I am attempting to write and post a haibun every day in April. Haibun is a particular kind of haiku writing, where a short prose piece introduces and sets the stage for the haiku that follows. Basho, the famous 17th c. Japanese poet, is known for his travel journal The Narrow Road to Deep North, which was done in haibun. The form is usually related to some
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/20/2011
For a few hours this afternoon it was quite warm and humid. Driving home with the windows open the air was heavy with perfume from the magnolias that seem to burst into bloom all around us. It brought to mind long drowsy afternoons filled with the drone of bees. I heard a snore come from the backseat. I had to shake myself awake to remember the road. open windows drawing honey thick air;
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/19/2011
I got behind in posting this weekend so I am playing catch up today. Three in one! slowing steps for just a day or two nodding narcissis These days rushing past the doorstep to be on time is a chance to catch at beauty. The school year is winding down; or up depending on how many projects and performances one has scheduled. Sooner than we believe we will be advanced to the next thing; but for
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/16/2011
I found myself staring out the kitchen window several times today, pausing from the housework to watch the rain on the backyard grass. It's a brilliant green now and ready for the first cutting of the year as soon as we get a clear day and time to get out there. Amazing how grass endures the drab, miserable, freezing months to bounce back to verdant, vibrant growth after only a couple warm days
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/15/2011
Puck dumped out his backpack onto the living room rug. There we were, putting the heads and arms back on Lego men. It's a rather quiet, focused activity, and a welcome contrast to the rest of the time when he was spinning in circles, laughing like a madman, taunting his brother, spilling crumbs all over the floor, or jumping up and down. Do you wonder why I call him Puck? tiny heads and arms
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/14/2011
There is a crab apple tree in bloom right outside my window. When I glance up I am likely to see a tufted titmouse, a cheery little gray bird with round black eyes, hopping from branch to branch directly in front of me. He is hoping to find a juicy little insect among the blossoms. Another time I might see a fat bee buzzing around between the pollen soaked petals. The blue sky peeks through,
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/12/2011
Rain today, a steady drizzle developing into drumming on the roof and rushing gutters. A sleep song on the roof, as Langston sings. The dandelions that were smiling yesterday are all curled up. We pulled a few more books off the shelves and drew in closer for another poem or two. All day rain drizzle, downpour, then wind - flotsam in the gutter -Andromeda Jazmon
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/9/2011
She came over to help with the housework, and brought flowers. Those joyful yellow blooms crowded onto the table in the midst of a tumble of children and cleaning clutter. Hearing her tell stories of all the office gossip and laughing over the confusing bits... What I had puzzled over myself now started to make sense. At clean up she smiled at me with a smudge of dust across one cheek. We rounded
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/8/2011
Driving to work damp and chilled in early April. Bare branch tips promise swelling buds. Occasional burst of gold in the scrubby woods. Wild hedges of forsythia have escaped into the brush. Arms flung skyward or trailing on the ground; each year more territory taken. On the subject of forsythia my dad said, "Just don't let the branches touch the ground, whatever you do. There is no going back."
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/7/2011
The children in my library are making paper cranes. In the last 10 days they have made 2,567. They are using origami paper, old magazines, discarded chip bags, shiny bulletin board paper, and tissues. Every time I come back to the desk baskets are full to overflowing. Outside my window the Japanese weeping cherry quietly bursts into pinkness. child's paper blessed and folded into open
By: Andromeda Jazmon,
on 4/3/2011
I am painting my house, room by room. This weekend a good friend came over to help me pack up the dish cabinet and bookshelves in the dining room so we could scrape, spackle and prep the walls and woodwork for painting. It is an exhausting and overwhelming project and I am frequently discouraged to the point of tears. It's only her good cheer and optimism that kept me going this weekend. That and
Not used Instagram looks fun. Love the cereal haiku.
Great idea, Andi! Thanks for sharing. Happy haiku-ing!
Your African violets clearly LOVE their windowsill. Thanks for sharing these neat Instagram/haiku pairings!
I do use Instagram, but not like this, Andi. These are terrific! I like the Cheerios!
What a great idea. I love seeing the haiku right on the image. Thanks for sharing. <br />
Wow, very cool! And then you can post it on Facebook too, right? I'd love to see some haiku go viral!
Wow! I am so glad I found your blog! I feel like you could be such a good friend. I'm a high school librarian and poet who loves picture books. I am so divided at heart -- loving my job but miss the world of picture books. I am going to try to send you a few of my own haiku instagrams by way of introduction. Nice to meet ya! (found you over at the Missrumphius site). tess
These are awesome, Andi! A pair of purple Keds appear in my WIP, so that photo especially made me smile.
Though it feels a bit like cheating to illustrate a haiku I love your work. You had me at the purple sneaks. I'm going to give it a try. here's my today entry https://www.dropbox.com/s/i0kj8qvvy4qw11g/2013-04-11%2012.53.41.jpg Thanks for recommending the app too.
Judy I don't know why you say it feels like cheating. ;) The haiku masters in old Japan did "haiga" with paintings but I think photography works well. Check out http://www.dailyhaiga.org/
And Judy I love your work! The light from snow and the new maple leaves - nice balance!