#yoel hoffman

Much has been said and written about the ‘haiku moment’ - that it blurs the distinction between ‘subject’ and ‘object’, ‘self’ and ‘other’; that in it the perception of the essential and accidental, of the beautiful and the ugly, disappears; that it reflects things are they are in themselves.

Bury me when I die beneath a wine barrel in a tavern. With luck the cask will leak.

I alone have gone straight to the heart

I sign my life’s scroll “Yours sincerely.”