For This Lovely Bowl Let Us Arrange

The Haiku That Reveals Seventy To Eighty Percent Of Its Subject Is Good. Those That Reveal Fifty To Sixty Percent, We Never Tire Of.

Go To The Object. Leave Your Subjective Preoccupation With Yourself. Do Not Impose Yourself On The Object. Become One With The Object. Plunge Deep Enough Into The Object To See Something Like A Hidden Glimmering There.

In This Poor Body, Composed Of One Hundred Bones And Nine Openings, Is Something Called Spirit, A Flimsy Curtain Swept This Way And That By The Slightest Breeze. It Is Spirit, Such As It Is, Which Led Me To Poetry, At First Little More Than A Pastime, Then The Full Business Of My Life. There Have Been Times When My Spirit, So Dejected, Almost Gave Up The Quest, Other Times When It Was Proud, Triumphant. So It Has Been From The Very Start, Never Finding Peace With Itself, Always Doubting The Worth Of What It Makes.

Along My Journey / Through This Transitory World, / New Year's Housecleaning.

He Who Creates Three To Five Haiku Poems During A Lifetime Is A Haiku Poet. He Who Attains To Completes Ten Is A Master.