tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post606829739599558347..comments2024-03-27T11:10:57.384-04:00Comments on NeverEnding Story: Butterfly Dream: Fragrance Haiku by Ellen ComptonChen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-78327454040510390122022-10-07T16:35:09.015-04:002022-10-07T16:35:09.015-04:00Judge's comment: The winning haiku. The 1st pr...Judge's comment: The winning haiku. The 1st prize haiku, with an element of synaesthesia, achieved with muted personification, invokes as many as four senses with the phrase “whispers of a fragrance” while the nature of the scent itself is left an enigma. This, with the past tense in the second line, creates an air of nostalgia, without being maudlin. Added to this, the line “evening in spring” is the title of the last of Richard Strauss’s “Four Last Songs”, a personal favourite, and among the greatest of German lieder. (Noote: four senses? I don't think so. synaesthesia, transference of the senses, is more about "the transfer of qualities from one sensory domain to another, to the translation of texture to tone or of tone to color, smell or taste ..."/ interaction between different sensory images than merely the juxtaposition of them. See Steve Odin's comment on Basho's "bell tone" haiku).Chen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐https://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.com