I first got this idea of writing 108 poems from Puerhan through Twitter (I have credited him on my blogroll plus I’ve exchanged tweets with him along the way). Although there have been three or four days when I was nodding off on the couch and had to write two poems the following day, for the most part I stuck to my commitment.
I plan to still blog pretty regularly but not post a poem every day.
I can tell you: the pressure is on for this final one. Here goes!
108 is attained,
the final sandalwood bead that
makes the entire mala sacred
At my mother’s grave
Kneeling there, I saw her name and dates.
Feeling somewhat surreal, I spread the flowers,
my sacred potpourri offering.
First, I want to credit Puerhan for this abundant idea! (He is a poet and architect from the UK. His website: >http://puerhan.blogspot.com/search/label/108P).
For those who don’t know, a mala is a Hindu or Buddhist rosary with 108 beads used for focusing when chanting a mantra. As you touch each bead, the practice (japa) helps to center you and it becomes a kinesthetic experience. Suffice it to say, 108 is an auspicious number in both religions (& there are nearly that many reasons why!)
“Poetry Mala”: a spiritual practice to write a 3 line poem a day for 108 days. As soon as I discovered this idea–this morning via Twitter–I knew it was for me. All quarter in the class I’m taking at Women Writing for (a) Change, I have written few poems. I thought this practice would spark poetry–my biggest love–again. And, after all, it’s only 3 lines, very haiku-ish but with no set rhythm or pattern.
So I shall begin!
108 Poems, #1
Back yard, morning sun shining.
Japa in front of stone circle,
vegetables will be growing soon.