Sometimes when I can’t fall asleep, I like to read or recite easy poems; often I choose haiku. For some reason I find these short verses so relaxing; I can lose my daytime thoughts in the simple concepts and scenes.
For example this verse by Shiki:
blue evening sea…
from spring islands near and far
new lights are shining
English translation © 1958 by the Peter Pauper Press
I’m not one to read a lot of mystic symbolism into these verses, but can easily imagine standing on the shore beside this writer and looking across the darkening sea at those specks of light from the sleepy villages on those islands.
One problem of reading haiku just before bed is that pictures and ideas start coming to mind. Before long I have to go find a pen and paper so I can write them down.
Some of mine are melancholic:
oh, churning waves
return to the deep seas
take my tears with you
And some verses that come to me are amusing:
crawling up the scarecrow’s pant leg
country back roads
Do you enjoy micro-poetry?