Friday, July 22, 2011
haiku my heart
"God was a rabbit"
Whose voice spoke in a subtext--
My earthly empath.
The first line is the title of the novel When God Was a Rabbit by Sarah Winman.)
Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.
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God is a great name for a rabbit. Perhaps I should read the book.
ReplyDeleteThank you for a thought provoking haiku.
Some believe God is present in all things. Well of course, why not a rabbit?
ReplyDeleteLove the tune as well.
Peace
in this pastoral...such peaceful give and take,
ReplyDeleteone could commune with all things, great and small.
xoxoxoxo
Love rabbits--especially the Velveteen one, but my family raised rabbits when I was a kid so they were pets. Unfortunately, sometimes they were food, too. I have been unable to eat rabbit since childhood. What a delightful post.
ReplyDeleteThe suggestion that divinity rests within a lagomorph reminds me of Watership Down, of course. I think the divine is in everything around us. I owned a rabbit whose name was pierrot and he seemed deeply empathic to me. I am not sure that his voice spoke in a subtext but he occasionally would make gutteral noises "sotto voce" when I would roll a toy toward him. ;-). I like this.
ReplyDeletexoxo,
Noelle
Our last camping trip to the coast was blessed by bunnies all over the place, such a peaceful scene after dinner that was until our dogs noticed them!
ReplyDeleteAll creatures great and small...
Have a lovely week,
Sue x
What an awesome haiku, Margaret. I love it. We see rabbits often in our yard. Now I'll see them differently. That's what good poetry does: opens your eyes.
ReplyDeleteLove & Blessings,
Marion
"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." ~Marcel Proust
I love your Haiku! And the little rabbit video. If it was God, he looked to be having a good time!
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margaret! it's me, emily. this is very good and i will spread the word. thank you, sincerely, emily v.v.rabbit
ReplyDeleteSo much subtext in the utterances of God, made just that more complex when expressed by a rabbit. The key is in the twitching of the nose, I believe. The grounds at the University of Victoria BC were overrun with rabbits as a result of families deposing their unwanted pet Easter bunnies in the woods there over the years. The lawns were absolutely crawling with the critters...or deities, as the case may be. I think they would have been adopted by the Department of Theology, had they but known of the rabbits' true Being.
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ReplyDeleteHi Gemma! Thanks for visiting and the comments! I think you would like the book. I guess it's a novel but reads like a memoir--and one that is unbelievably frank and open.
ReplyDeleteBut what's this that you're taking a break? I will miss you! I hope that all is well and that you'll be back to blogging soon. Best wishes and love, Margaret
Hi Spadoman~ Thanks for embracing the possibility that my rabbit could embody God; I think so, too.
ReplyDeleteMy love to you and your wife as you celebrate the life of Maggie--the vitality in her glowing face and eyes cannot be erased; she will always be with you. Much love, Margaret
Hi Rebecca~ That is so true--such calm and gentleness abound...
ReplyDeleteHi Fran~ I know what you mean! Did you read/see Water for Elephants? How some could relate to animals in a very real, "human" way? And how some people were so cruel to animals? I was raised on a farm and was a member of 4-H: I raised a sheep every year and was obliged to sell it at the fair livestock auction in the summer. Cried for days and couldn't even imagine having lamb for dinner!
ReplyDeleteYes, The Velveteen Rabbit was the most sensitive, growing-up story ever~ Best, me
Sweet, Noelle~ I love how you named your rabbit "Peter Rabbit!" They are such gentle little guys; it would be great if they could give us wise, perceptive asides as we go through life... Watership Down, of course, shows them to be a dynamic, lively lot--and certainly models of integrity and courage for humans~ Love, me
ReplyDeleteHi Foxysue! Don't you just love all those fluffy white bunny tails floating around? Then they become still for a long time... until of course the dogs descend! You're right, all creatures are a gift...
ReplyDeleteThanks, Marion! I like the notion of seeing familiar things for the "first time." Children are wondrous at it. And reading the poetry of others gives you yet another window on the world. Love, me
ReplyDeleteThanks, Diana! And that rabbit was having a good time because he was "in the clover!" I'm so happy to hear from you--hope all is well. Love, me
ReplyDeleteHi Emily (aka kj)! I would say in the Rabbit- God pantheon, St. Brigid would be your patrona saint--so many lovely associations. And you are truly an empath as well as a spirit guide. More clover for you, Emily!
ReplyDeleteToo funny, Lynne! You will have to get this book--where insights do come from the rabbit-god! I can't imagine a university campus as a dumping ground for Easter bunnies. Were they dyed in all the pastel Easter colors, too? Remember the pink, lavender, blue, and green baby bunnies and chicks at Easter? which of course is now banned, or bunned, so to speak. As rabbits are known to have a penchant for multiplying, those woods and lawns must have been a virtual Paradise on earth!
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