Wordsworth once wrote "we murder to dissect" to describe how we can destroy something by taking it apart in an attempt to understand it. Murder is therefore exactly what we will be doing with this blog.
From my early 20s, I started using haiku as a way to document my daily life and experiences. Importantly, this was the everyday moments, deliberately designed to capture the activities which often evaporate in our memories. That's not to say these events should be mundane. They are things that mattered despite not falling into the camp of things we take photos or dedicate celebrations to.
The aim was to capture the essential essence of those moments as a form of reflection and a mental ticket back to those instances - a short verbal photograph.
The experiment was a success and a profound way to reflect on my values, friendships and the human experience. I encourage you to try the same.
In this blog, I will share these haiku and then break down the moment they seek to capture. As a collection, I hope this makes for an honest and vulnerable account that might resonate with others.
Note: All names of people and identifying features in these accounts have been deliberately changed to keep anonymity of those involved.