HAIKU DIALOGUE – Facial Expressions – sadness (1)
Facial Expressions with Co-Guest Editors Hifsa Ashraf & Arvinder Kaur
Facial expression as non-verbal communication is the most significant way to express emotions. Darwin also considered facial expressions as a significant part of the evolution of communication. We may run short of words, but our face symbolically says a lot. It is said that a person’s eyes can lead us to their heart and soul, something that poets and writers have used to the hilt. Apart from the movement of facial muscles, facial expressions have their own language that varies from culture to culture in terms of their understanding and interpretation. In this era of technology, emoticons are used to convey a range of emotions. In fact, one can safely say that emoticons have softened and lent a personal touch to messages that might otherwise seem dull and drab.
In literature, and especially in poetry, facial expressions have a special place. One can immediately understand the import of the moment if the poet says that her large eyes filled with wonder, a tremulous smile played on her lips and the moon appeared pale. In micropoetry, many famous haiku poets have used facial expressions in their poetry in an interesting way. Some examples from Basho’s poetry:
A sense of terror, fear, or surprise in both poems:
an old river
making big eyes
at the willowstars in my eyes
wishing to see blossoms
on weeping cherries
Translator: Jane Reichhold
Basho: The Complete Haiku
And Kobayashi Issa used facial expressions in a different way:
autumn wind—
the face of the man
who planted pines
Translator: David Lanoue
Used with permission, Haiku Guy.com
Many facial expressions have been identified now but we will stick to the basic six facial expressions. And these are happiness, surprise, contempt/disgust, sadness, fear, and anger. You can let your imagination run wild and share some personal experiences or stories, or your observations related to these facial expressions in the weeks to come.
Below is Hifsa’s & Arvinder’s selection of poems on the theme of sadness:
aggressive cancer—
tears well up
at this friend’s newsChrista Pandey
Austin, TX, USA
at the window
reflection of my
darkness in the nightVandana Parashar
India
unsettling the wabi sabi of this stained moon
Daya Bhat
India
winter sleet
trying to remember
her voiceDeborah Karl-Brandt
Bonn, Germany
retracting glaciers—
tiny pools of melting
tearsKatja Fox
England
bottom lip trembling –
the tragedy of
a dropped ice-creamCaroline Ridley-Duff
UK
rainy day…
a sudden rush of tears
reading Facebook postsJackie Chou
United States
trigeminal pain
“never noticed!”
always mirroredHelen Buckingham
United Kingdom
second miscarriage
no well tended graveyard
for butterfliesJohn Hawkhead
UK
roaring rockets-
stained smiles
of victimsRadhika De Silva
Sri Lanka
reading your love
letters from the war –
a tear in the eyeJovana Dragojlovic
Belgrade, Serbia
my trembling lips
in between
headstonesSharon Ferrante
Florida, USA
a large teardrop
smears the report…
dead hearing nerveRichard L. Matta
San Diego, California USA
day moon
her last breath there
in his eyesAlan Peat
Biddulph, United Kingdom
breakup note
she bites her lip
to taste the hurtBaisali Chatterjee Dutt
Kolkata, India
broken toy . . .
tears in the eyes
of a childRosa Maria Di Salvatore
Catania (Italy)
peony petals fall…
the weight of another
postponed dreamSteliana Cristina Voicu
Romania
tears swelling
I hold my fur baby
for the last timeTuyet Van Do
Australia
the quiver
of mom’s lower lip
each goodbyeEavonka Ettinger
Long Beach, CA
does your absence
hurt more than your words
autumn equinoxRavi Kiran
India
we know what’s coming
even before they fall
the pre-shine of tearsJenny Shepherd
London, UK
glittering eye pools
blinked away
river carved stoneKavita Ratna
India
faded oil painting
of a cherry blossom
our lost loveTsanka Shishkova
Sofia, Bulgaria
soldier cemetery
the sunflower
lowers its headHelga Stania
Switzerland
deep wood glade
a wanderoo copies
my sad faceSuraj Nanu
India
sad movies
the boy keeps handing
her facial tissuesChen Xiaoou
Kunming, China
leaving —
in his restless eyes
the cloudsMariangela Canzi
Italy
pet funeral –
tears falling
in the rainDan Campbell
Virginia
father’s sniffles lifting the palanquin
Nitu Yumnam
India
cracked mirror
something missing
behind her eyesMark Gilbert
UK
dewdrops
on the rose petal
a mother’s tearsEvan Spivack
Teaneck, NJ
your first day
of school
…the lump in my throatMargaret Mahony
Australia
love lock bridge
hiding her tears
in the rainKerry J Heckman
Seattle, WA
funeral sprays
her downcast gaze
on a fallen lilyArchie Carlos
Minnesota
snowdrops
their drooping faces after
losing the matchMinal Sarosh
Ahmedabad, India
twilight-
a streak of melancholy
in her wrinkled eyesRam Chandran
India
autumn blues …
in the looking glass
sadnessNatalia Kuznetsova
Russia
last of the Baby on Board
a shadow
passes over her faceLaurie Greer
Washington, DC
his last breath
my tears
on his cheekSusan Farner
USA
starless night
the abused child’s
blank lookNeena Singh
India
old bridesmaid
a teardrop
on the wedding ringPadmini Krishnan
United Arab Emirates
brooding eyes…
a tattered teddy in
father’s handsVipanjeet Kaur
India
last breath —
the light in her eyes
slowly fadingMona Bedi
Delhi, India
hung out to dry
between clouds
autumn sadnessmarilyn ashbaugh
usa
flitting by
the butterfly’s blue
in my eyesHerb Tate
Jersey, UK
weeping willow
for no reason
my sudden tearsRuth Holzer
Herndon, VA
father’s casket mother’s empty stare
Bryan Rickert
Belleville, Illinois
fading into gray rain another tear
Peggy Hale Bilbro
Alabama
her eyes
reflections of her life
underwaterJan Stretch
Victoria BC Canada
lost baby
the sparkle in her eyes
long goneHla Yin Mon
Yangon, Myanmar
picking daffodils
my hands hold
the scent of sorrowAdele Evershed
Wilton Connecticut
holding her fast
in my gaze
our preemieBarrie Levine
Massachusetts, USA
shiver of moonlight
on the dark pond
tears on my cheeksAnnie Wilson
Shropshire, UK
Mother’s Day
old age homes decorated
with tearsBipasha Majumder (De)
India
leaves and leaves
in my clouded eyes
another autumnfoglie e foglie
nei miei occhi offuscati
un altro autunnoAngiola Inglese
Italia
such gloom—
even gulls fly home early
squeakingBiswajit Mishra
Canada
mourning
the bright coldness
of Milky WayFlorin C. Ciobica
Romania
too sad to speak
the alien’s jaws
lock upSusan Burch
Hagerstown, MD
lost lollipop…
a toddler screws up his face
to cryNancy Brady
Huron, Ohio
dad’s sudden loss
all the light from my eyes
drainedCristina Povero
Italy
shaping
my every reflection
melancholyC.X. Turner
UK
trudging through rain
nobody notices
tears race down cheeksMargie Gustafson
Lombard, IL USA
tattered suitcase
her face carries the weight
of her sorrowLafcadio Orlovsky
USA
final visit to the vet—
the trust in her eyes
still haunts meIngrid Baluchi
North Macedonia
Join us next week for Hifsa’s & Arvinder’s commentary on additional poems, & our next prompt…
Guest Editor Hifsa Ashraf is an award-winning poet, author, editor, and social activist from Rawalpindi, Pakistan. Her work has been widely published. Hifsa is the author of six micropoetry books on gender-based taboos, mental health, socio-cultural, and socio-political issues. She has won The Touchstone Award for Individual Poems 2021 from The Haiku Foundation. She received special mention for her book, Her Fading Henna Tattoo, in the Touchstone Distinguished Books Award 2020 and in the Haiku Society of America Merit Book Award 2021. Her most recent micropoetry collection, hazy crescent moon, is about Islamophobia and is published by Alba Publishing, UK.
Guest Editor Arvinder Kaur, author, translator and an award-winning poet, specializes in English literature and Media Studies. Her haiku have appeared in several international journals. She is the author of four books of micropoetry, two of which are bilingual where she has translated her own work into vernacular. Her books have been very well received in India and abroad. She lives in Chandigarh, India with her family.
Lori Zajkowski is the Post Manager for Haiku Dialogue. A novice haiku poet, she lives in New York City.
Managing Editor Katherine Munro lives in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, and publishes under the name kjmunro. She is Membership Secretary for Haiku Canada, and her debut poetry collection is contractions (Red Moon Press, 2019). Find her at: kjmunro1560.wordpress.com.
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lifespan phone app
shuts down the party
PLEASE DELETE! My apologies ladies and kj Munro this was meant for renku 13 and has no place here! Sorry!
Much gratitude Hifsa & Arvinder for all of your poignant and beautiful selections.
Both of these used the multiple images of weight effectively, I felt:
tattered suitcase
her face carries the weight
of her sorrow
Lafcadio Orlovsky
peony petals fall…
the weight of another
postponed dream
Steliana Cristina Voicu
it’s clear the ever-dense, unimaginable heaviness of hurt in hearts still beating ’round the world, and when a poet captures it…it gets tempered with beauty and reflected time….the punch of sorrow is softly framed….but none-the-less….it is felt strongly, concentrated into brief poems and economical words. thank you to all the participants sharing their sadness in this forum. and great kudos again, goes to Hifsa and Arvinder for suggesting these topics.
Thank you Ingrid for commenting on my haiku. I too have had your experience. Pleasure to be among all writers ! Loved every one!
So many of these ku – reach my heart, deeply and directly … so much of our human experiences are shared in the most intrinsic manner…. sending each one of you a hug – just sharing this moment of deep connection!
As I suspected, this was a difficult read, but there were so many excellent poems that it’s hard to imagine what’s to come next week. I am grateful to have been included.
It turns out Richard and I went through the exact same incredibly scary event. So I could not have related more to
a large teardrop
smears the report…
dead hearing nerve
Richard L. Matta
San Diego, California USA
So glad we made it through, Richard!
lost lollipop…
a toddler screws up his face
to cry
/
Nancy Brady
Huron, Ohio
/
This senryu brings back memories of lost childhood treasures like a favorite doll or a simple balloon.
Thanks, Valentina. I think we’ve all been through those feelings of (childhood) losses.
Thanks for including me Sharon Ferrante and Brian Rickert I especially liked yours.
The pain expressed in many of these for loved ones makes for a difficult read this week, as expected. Maybe more so considering current affairs, both environmental degradation and ongoing wars.
Thank you Hifsa and Arvinder for including one of mine. I felt for the following two in particular:
retracting glaciers—
tiny pools of melting
tears
Katya Fox
England
and
your first day
of school
the lump in my throat
Margaret Mahony
Ingrid,
You are right about some of the painful feelings these poems cause.
I particularly resonated with your haiku, but then I remember all too well experiencing that same feeling. Thanks for sharing a painful, tearful moment.
Thank you for including me in these poignant reflections of sadness. I especially liked Kavita Ratna’s way of describing a tearful episode:-
glittering eye pools
blinked away
river carved stone
I found your poem quite powerful, Mark. Happy to see you here again.
Dear Mark, deeply touched by your response! A lived experience, I assure you! Warmest regards!
the name
at last line of passers’ list
still not mine
Philippines
Not sure if this is a late entry, but I hear the frustration, Eric.
With him
My heart was buried
Six feet under the ground
Philippines