In the act of hearing / you speak, one of my selves moved / off and stood to watch.

Twoku:  While you spoke / one of my selves moved / off to watch.

Threeku:  While you spoke  / one self stood apart / listening.

Well…this one is really special, near and dear to my heart…and not entirely written by me!  The main title poem for this post is actually from the opening lines of a poem by my father.  Although his poem goes on beautiful and insightful, the first lines form a haiku (senyru) and have inspired me since childhood, so I offer it here, with a 3-5-3 short version, and a mangled re-write as well…

NOTE: just in case you’re a syllable-counter, the main haiku (senyru) which titles this post–my Dad’s poem lines–has an extra syllable in the first part – madness!!  So, this is a 6-7-5 syllabled poem., aka free-form – kinda refreshing! Watch for more traditional and free-form work in 2013…

 – The Haikook