Solitude is not chosen, any more than destiny is chosen. Solitude comes to us if we have within us the magic stone that attracts destiny. You were made to be yourselves. You were made to enrich the world with a sound, a tone, a shadow.
[…] In each one of you there is a hidden being, still in the deep sleep of childhood. Bring it to life! In each one of you there is a call, a will, an impulse of nature, an impulse toward the future, the new, the higher. Let it mature, let it resound, nurture it!
Solitude, a rest from responsibilities, and peace of mind, will do you more good than the atmosphere of the studio and the conversations which, generally speaking, are a waste of time.
- Hermann Hesse
Once in a while
I just let time wear on
leaning against a solitary pine
standing speechless,
as does the whole universe.
Ah, who can share
this solitude with me?
- Ryokan
Once in a while I just let time wear on
leaning against a solitary pine
standing speechless,
as does the whole universe.
Ah, who can share
this solitude with me?
- Ryokan
On a leafless branch
A crow's settling
autumn nightfall
- Basho
Basho's Haiku investigates the value of a singular moment. In Japanese, the word sabi describes an alloy of beauty and sadness. Sabishi expresses loneliness and solitude.
Write about what alone feel like. Notice if sensations of impermanence percolate.
Define words like loneliness, freedom, or solitude without using them. Develop metaphor and sensory imagery.
Invite the reader into your moment of solitude. Find a sound, a tone, a shadow.
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