With this last posting day of the month comes my final set of Sumo Haiku. If you’ve stuck with me for all four days of this little event, thank you!
In addition to devoting these days to haiku for NaHaiWriMo, I was hoping to make Sumo interesting in a novel way for those who aren’t fans. I’ve only been a fan for three years, so I know how different it can be to regard these guys as humans among us, out and about. Let’s face it: If you’re not a Sumo fan and you’ve no knowledge of Sumo’s traditions, what you likely see of the sport is a bunch of obese men in diapers trying to push each other out of a sandbox. I hope I’ve managed to bring some personality into this perception, if nothing else!
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If you haven’t seen it already, click here to read Sumo Haiku Day One with its introductory, explanatory opening text. I’ll go ahead and re-post the disclaimer part here, though:
[DISCLAIMER: In these haiku, you’ll read purely fictitious portrayals of the wrestlers, simple whims of my imagination as I considered each one. I actually know nothing of the inner lives and selves of these guys.]
I’ll introduce each haiku with the name and photo of the wrestler. The haiku about that wrestler will appear beneath his photo.
That being said, enjoy this last set of Sumo Haiku!
Sumo Haiku 4: Last (Kisenosato, Abi, Hakuho, Takayasu)
(by Kristi Garboushian)
Kisenosato:
- Kisenosato
Satisfying his
pressing need for clarity
requires nine days.
Abi:
2. Abi
Energy bound in
slim sheets of stationery:
changeability.
Hakuho:
3. Hakuho
He met a guy who
knows a guy who will purchase
his grandmother’s urn.
Takayasu:
4. Takayasu
Thunder clouds lifting
the earth on a planet turned
upside-down, shining.
The End, and Happy Friday Eve, my friends!