In keeping my promise to change things up on the blog this year, today's post is an homage to the poetry of breasts.
What, you're probably thinking, is boob Haiku?
If you're not familiar with this poetry genre, here's a quick refresher. My inspiration for this post came from attending a recent writing retreat in Mexico. Each morning, participants read aloud Haikus written the night before, on an assigned topic. They were both fun to compose and share. And then I remembered a few Boob Haikus that made their way into reader comments on a previous incarnation of this website. Thus, Boob Haiku was born.
These ten little Boob Haiku are from readers and writer friends. The accompanying images of breast-centric art are from various travels. Let me know your favorite Boob Haiku. Or, if creatively inspired, add your own in the comments, below!
Inclined Head of Kneeling Woman Wilhelm Lehmbruck (German, 1881-1919) Norton Simon Museum
One boob, one tit, one
bra that doesn't fit my poor
The springing of 36D
Cups drop to bed, girls
separate no more - released
bliss at day's finish.
Venus de Milo Found at Milo
Musée du Louvre, Paris
My boobs grew bigger.
Thanks to hormones and the pill.
More of me to love.
Woman With Book Pablo Picasso (Spanish, 1881-1973) Norton Simon Museum
One boob in, one out
B on right, double A left
Mountain Aristide Maillol (French, 1861-1944) Norton Simon Museum
Boobs embrace autumn wearing
Cashmere sweater sets.
One is round, and one is straight
Did you notice it?
Strategy Jenny Saville, 1994 The Broad Museum
Some new skin, under my arm,
Over my bra, sigh.
Sagging soft bosom
Far from summer's youthful days
Loved for life nourished.
Wide, warm lips lead life
ever returning they paw
pillows to heaven.
Bra shopping problems
Meet ultimate solution
To read The Bra Zone.
Do you have any thoughts about Boob Haiku? Good idea or worst possible Haiku style??
All images copyright The Breast Life