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re:Virals 149

Welcome to re:Virals, The Haiku Foundation’s weekly poem commentary feature on some of the finest haiku ever written in English. This week’s poem was

       deep snow
       in a dream, I find
       her password in
          — Mark Harris, Haiku in English (Ed. Jim Kacian et al) 

Alan Summers tries to unlock the password:

The three-line haiku has the last two lines equally indented, with the first letter of each line nearly falling directly underneath the ‘o’ in snow. Is it a concrete haiku, a visual poem at first glance Perhaps, as the last two lines (dis)appear as if underneath the deep snow literally as well as if in a dream.

There is a use of alliteration, and of assonance, with deep and dream, and not just the two instances of ‘in’ but a hidden third ‘in’ within f(in)d. The use of a comma, unusual in contemporary haiku, is highly effective alongside the dreamlike rhyme of the double ‘in’ spanning those last two lines.

Is it all about finding the key to unlock the coding of a dream, and in fact someone else’s dream? Dreams can be circular, perhaps imitating our circular lives as well, until we finish something in our waking version of life, whether one we were looking for, or one that is unexpected.

The circular-ness of ‘in a dream, I find her password in a dream, in a dream, I find her password in in’ and with those doubled up ‘in’s, do we find the final “in” that we are chasing after? And what is her password in deep snow, is it the white noise of life in general, or is it finding actual love in a world that seems to frown upon it as merely sentiment? In dreams we can often have the answer to almost everything until the rising up through the various layers of sleep into full wakefulness, when often we lose our all important “open-all-within” password.

Is the answer just that one and unfinished word ‘in’? What can that mean? I love snow, and there are more than fifty words, especially in the Scottish language (where it’s over four hundred), but can we dream, can we, is it still legal even?

This is a very beautiful poem, mysterious, unanswered, password protected, but it resonates powerfully for me, and I am okay about being unable to unlock it, just to be touched by its deep snow is fine for me.

As this week’s winner, Alan gets to choose next week’s poem, which you’ll find below. We invite you to write a commentary to it. It may be as long or short, academic or spontaneous, serious or silly, public or personal as you like. We will select out-takes from the best of these. And the very best will be reproduced in its entirety and take its place as part of the THF Archives. Best of all, the winning commentator gets to choose the next poem for commentary.
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re:Virals 149:

     river mouth
     the kingfisher opens 
     its own 
          — Lovette Carter, Yanty’s Butterfly: A Haiku Nook Anthology (2016) 

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  1. Mark, thank you for the intriguing poem, and Alan thank you also for your wonderful dive into the mystery. I learned from both of you.

  2. Thanks for the info, Alan, and where to purchase the book, I look forward to reading it this evening.
    many thanks

    1. You will be blown away by Yanty’s Butterfly. The camaraderie and determination to create an anthology in Yanty’s memory was something I’ll never forget.
      warm regards,

  3. The anthology Yanty’s Butterfly is a little unusual as it inspired a whole, and relatively unknown, group of haiku writing poets, in a private online haiku group, to band together, in tribute to someone who dropped off our group, and found dead. As her family didn’t have money to pay for the “fees” to either the police department, or the forensic department either, the cause of death is still not concluded.
    The anthology proofread by the entire group, managed by Jacob Salzer, with mentoring etc… by myself, and others, has created a great living testimony to Yanty Tjiam (1981-2015) and her surviving family. All profits go to two reputable charities, and emergency funds to Yanty’s family, as and when required.
    Although deeply grieving we pulled in Yanty’s brother who provides artwork and haiku, as part of his grieving process, and we are still in touch.
    I could have easily picked another of Lovette’s haiku, who quickly became a powerful haiku writer, but as a kingfisher lover, I loved the imagery both on the surface (no pun intended) and the subtle undertones.
    Please consider buying the book (softcover or hardback) or Kindle.
    Buying and other details are on the comprehensive website:

    warm regards,

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