A Flower Song
Apparently the Aztecs, Toltecs, Chichimecs and other Mexica were crazy about poetry. Despite the book-burning, slaughter, and epidemics that characterized the early stages of the Spanish conquest of the empires of Mexico, some hundreds of poems from the height of their tradition come down to us in Classical Nahuatl, preserved by Nahua and Spanish scholars of the 16th century. One of the most famous poets, Nezahualcoyotl, was a sage-king who opposed the cult of human sacrifice associated with Tezcatlipoca, God of the Smoking Mirror, and favored Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent. Flowers and feathers were the favorite offering of the Plumed Serpent. Moreover, flowers and feathers are a metaphor for poetry. Individual words, scattered petals, the down of tropical birds. The temples of blood sacrifice could be transformed into temples of flower and song. A sublimated offering to the Heart of Earth and the Heart of Sky encapsulated in the Classical Nahuatl kenning for poetry: in xōchitl in cuīcatl, meaning, "the flower and the song."
The following poem is part of a longer work, and is in a state of flux, so take the waters as they flow:
Comments (8)
Did the birds get louder and louder? (construction sounds, right?)
Cherish the people around you because they make life worth living. Make the most of every day and live it to the fullest because we never know how much time we have left. I wish you good health, a bright future and a happy life. May you always be surrounded by love and support. 🙏🙏🙏
You definitely live in the city. Birds have such a competition with machines. I wonder why birds don't all head for the country...so much quiet and worms to enjoy. Lovely poem.
This Haiku beautifully blends the sounds of nature and human activity together. The imagery of rhythmic stone drilling and chiseled bangs contrasted with the peaceful melody of bird song creates a vivid and engaging scene. The inclusion of a homework assignment adds a personal touch to the poem. Overall, this Haiku is well-crafted and evocative. I would give it an O+, welcome Daphsam.
Well according to me I loved this, its a SS teir
Well-wrought! Ah, city living! The birds and the trees and the bees win in the end, but tolerate the drillers even though they can be a bit of a bore...
This is describing when physical construction interferes with nature. I would give it an "A", but poetry is subjective isn't it not objective.
Great seasonal haiku.