Haiku About "Who Are You?"
I need not borrow
The voices are always mine
There are so many
I wrote this haiku in response to Phillip Schultz who (if I understand him correctly, and I suspect this is an oversimplification) feels that to write well you must find and use voices other than your own. I think your voice is always at the wheel.
In the his poem about Yom Kippur (which I wish I would have discovered a month ago) Schultz says that he pretended to be a Jew who "got" Yom Kippur. I think he found the voice inside him that gets it, or he wouldn't have been able to write this.
posted by rabbi neil fleischmann @ 2:50 PM
2 Comments:
It's like the story they tell about Chaplin, who was doing impressions and sang a beautiful aria from an opera. When complimented on his voice, he replied, "I can't sing at all. I was only imitating Caruso."
Rose-Anne Cash tells a similar story about her step mother. There was once a performance and they asked someone in the group to play banjo and she did. When her step mom told her the story, Rose-anne asked, "But you don't play banjop!" And June Carter-Cash replied, "I know I don't , but at that moment I did,"
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