Posted by: janetleigh | September 2, 2008

Haiku 4 U

*Don’t cry Janet Leigh*
heard it walking down Long Path-
rose did wink at me!

Photo by Jamuudsen on Flickr


  1. So true, regardless of our personal pain, our struggles, our anxieties….still the birdsong fills the air, the flowers reach for the sun, and hide their petals from the moon, and all the sprites and fairies flock to remind us that pain is our human companion. We were born in pain. Pain is that which keeps our focus off lethargy, and juxtaposes beautifully when it subsides, and leaves a brief respite of joy or happiness.


  2. I titled your haiku, Rosesong. I posted it on FFTR. Then I hunted for an image. I found a stunning one, but I did not realize until I reprinted the jpg on my site that it probably is a photo and etching on a tombstone. Death and life intertwined inexplicably. I considered striking the image, for fear it might bring down your poetic high, but then the more I stared at it, the more I liked its duality and symbolism. Hope you can dig it in the spirit it was gathered.


  3. Gosh, I don’t mean to be a comments hog, but I wanted to announce that over on Rick Mobb’s blogsite, he has announced that his #1 son, Jason has started a blog of his own called WILL SCARLET’S FEUD. He will be amassing stories for a collaborative storybook too, mostly stories that were pulled out of personal experience, like the dog shooting incident you have here, Janet. So when any of your poets and bloggers get a mo, stop over to MINE ENEMY GROWS OLDER, and click on Rick’s link to Jason’s blog in the sun.


  4. The photo and words blend perfectly together! Lovely!

  5. nice one janet

  6. “Love Never Dies”, that is cool. I probably should have title your haiku that rather than Rosesong. We all hope things are going well as you and Scot complete the task of compiling and dispensing. We do miss you, and we send parcels of white light to keep the fibromyalgia under control. Hope that you resurface soon, refreshed and eager for more feedback and fellowship.


  7. Don’t cry for me
    Janet Leigh, even though
    we all miss you so.

    And that’s all I have to say about that.


  8. Janet,

    Hope all is well — no updates here in a while.

    Anyways, I found something that I am sure you (and others here) will love to read.

    “When language fails, poetry begins”.

    What a lovely succint and emphatic hurrah for poetry!

    Found it at this link …

    Go read it. Its from something Andrew Joran (never heard of him before this wrote) in a piece called “The Emergency”, which….

    ….. “originally appeared as a limited-circulation chapbook from Velocities press (2002) and was subsequently published in Andrew Joron’s collection of poetry, Fathom (Black Square Editions, 2003), and in The Cry At Zero: Selected Prose (Counterpath Press, 2007). “

  9. Ignore first sentence of above post. I had somehow not seen the post below this one (and the amazing picture that went with it) and so missed your note to everyone which said:

    “Dear friends and readers, I regret to inform you all that I need to take a short-term “sabbatical” from regular posting here.”

    Good luck and best wishes. Hope to hear from you here on this blog again soon.

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  11. Janet…

    This is for as and when you come by and check comments.

    Remember that comment I left on an earlier post about Poets and their importance.

    Maybe most of you poets have already read this but it was new to me when I ran into it this morning…

    Shelley wrote an essay called “A Defence of Poetry”, which he ends…

    “Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world”

    Well said! What else is there to add!

    Actually, there are many other quotable quotes about poets and poetry in that essay. But instead of quoting them here, I’ll point you (and anyone else who is interested) to the essay.

    You can read it here:

  12. you are now listed on

    see here:

  13. Coming up on five weeks now, Janet. We are all hoping things are progressing well with the cataloging and distribution of her things; that and your health is holding out. Sometimes when you get too much stress and activity your particular process can flare up. I think about you several times a week. Prayers and white light are headed our direction just as many times, or more.


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