tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post6526975952857600905..comments2024-03-28T12:59:41.910-04:00Comments on NeverEnding Story: Butterfly Dream: Pressed Butterfly Haiku by David McMurrayChen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-21883397851728280372014-05-22T21:36:39.832-04:002014-05-22T21:36:39.832-04:00Emerge from chrysalis
make the world colourful
but...Emerge from chrysalis<br />make the world colourful<br />butterfly dreamAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01874012381253859860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-6438671077188997432014-05-22T21:35:06.885-04:002014-05-22T21:35:06.885-04:00okokAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01874012381253859860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-43059184633756398102014-05-17T03:19:48.225-04:002014-05-17T03:19:48.225-04:00The breakfast
what I wolfed down
from mother'...The breakfast <br />what I wolfed down <br />from mother's love.<br />When I remember it,I miss my mom!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05946319412201894971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-82344447714903651312014-05-16T11:34:59.147-04:002014-05-16T11:34:59.147-04:00The poem was touching.mother's love is the gre...The poem was touching.mother's love is the greatest love, is the safest love. always stay with we.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12950457377481746569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-39749007891167578522014-05-16T08:58:44.400-04:002014-05-16T08:58:44.400-04:00Share my haiku with you:
a full moon
between moth...Share my haiku with you:<br /><br />a full moon<br />between mother and me<br />the Pacific<br /><br />Modern Haiku, 44:1, winter/spring 2013<br /><br />Chen-ouChen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐https://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-38075840035950378452014-05-15T18:36:23.400-04:002014-05-15T18:36:23.400-04:00After reading this haiku, I really can't stop ...After reading this haiku, I really can't stop missing my mum.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10570726337652993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-19114266650239641292014-05-15T08:19:56.864-04:002014-05-15T08:19:56.864-04:00Ftatsa, Harry, and Xue Bai:
Thanks for sharing yo...Ftatsa, Harry, and Xue Bai:<br /><br />Thanks for sharing your thoughts.<br /><br />Chen-ouChen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐https://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-7213266703101861302014-05-14T23:52:11.683-04:002014-05-14T23:52:11.683-04:00I feel love in this haiku. A quiet haiku makes me ...I feel love in this haiku. A quiet haiku makes me think. An empty room, an opened book. A blue butterfly lies on the page. Lives could fade away one day but never will love. Memory is beautiful as a butterfly on the book.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11275388708551956975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-74699851433652598162014-05-14T19:47:20.757-04:002014-05-14T19:47:20.757-04:00A very interesting haiku with so many layers and i...A very interesting haiku with so many layers and interpretations...death and longing...the past returning.Harry Routhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01735234884858959183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-27545317744678400652014-05-12T23:03:02.492-04:002014-05-12T23:03:02.492-04:00what I would like to say is that the symbolically ...what I would like to say is that the symbolically rich L3 is a metaphor!ftatsahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10494035896693854003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-68133300230123295772014-05-12T22:53:43.635-04:002014-05-12T22:53:43.635-04:00I am agree with the review that the writerly text ...I am agree with the review that the writerly text is ourselves writing. Surely it is haiku for all time, isn't it?ftatsahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10494035896693854003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-88053247239561434002014-05-12T22:43:09.900-04:002014-05-12T22:43:09.900-04:00翻到母親上次
所閱讀的那一頁
壓扁的蝴蝶
so, in my dreaming room, it s...翻到母親上次<br />所閱讀的那一頁<br />壓扁的蝴蝶<br />so, in my dreaming room, it seems that I have no idea why I have to be a` murderer` to kill my wonderful memories about my mother and me.it is a result of I read this text.ftatsahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10494035896693854003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-68826224178091715332014-05-08T11:10:09.530-04:002014-05-08T11:10:09.530-04:00The opening lines could refer to the mother's ...The opening lines could refer to the mother's diary, notebook, manuscript, or her favorite book, each of which played a distinct role in her life, and the symbolically rich L3 could be read functionally as a bookmark or literally as the description of an image.<br /><br />The use of the past perfect tense in L2, combined with "pressed" in L3, adds emotional weight and historical depth to the poem.<br /><br />This is a good example of a writerly text/haiku (as explored in my "To the Lighthouse: Denis M. Garrison's Dreaming Room and Roland Barthes's Writerly Text," http://neverendingstoryhaikutanka.blogspot.ca/2014/05/to-lighthouse-denis-m-garrisons.html):<br /><br />The writerly text is a perpetual present, upon which no consequent language (which would inevitably make it past) can be superimposed; the writerly text is ourselves writing, before the infinite play of the world (the world as function) is traversed, intersected, stopped, plasticized by some singular system (Ideology, Genus, Criticism) which reduces the plurality of entrances, the opening of networks, the infinity of languages (S/Z, p.5)<br /><br />Based on the definition above, a writerly text is not fully complete, and it actively encourages the reader to take part in the creation of meaning(s) of the text, which means the reader is given "dreaming room" to fill in the gaps between the lines of the text, becoming an active participant, co-author. In contrast to a writerly text, a readerly text does not locate the reader as a site of the production of meaning(s) (i.e., the reader as a co-producer), but only as the receiver of a fixed, predetermined readingChen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐https://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.com