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Basho So here it is again, same as last time, water under the bridge, a day straight as the crow flies, and light smoky through the woods. There is no other color except brown and... More »
Basho So here it is again, same as last time, water under the bridge, a day straight as the crow flies, and light smoky through the woods. There is no other color except brown and... More »
Enlightenment is: do what you want eat what there is. ----Jack Kerouac
Goes out, comes back-- the loves of a cat. --Issa
How pleasant-- just once not to see Fuji through mist. --Basho Translated by Lucien Stryk
On horseback half-asleep, Half-dreaming the moon far off, Smoke for the morning tea. --Basho I'm always interested in other translations of poetry--anyone know of one for this?
The early skin of my yellow whisper is a field always full and listening lks 5/9/09 This is one from the haiku magnets
Stand beneath the still cloud that you watch freeze like cold wood Laugh at the sound of always
Green thunder blooms for our pebble moon though no wind will hear --a quick one from the ubiquitous haiku magnets
Sky ghosts speak to your deep red mornings remember the velvet work of present voice lks 3/19.09 ( This is another from the haiku magnetic poetry kit I got recently.)
Lately I've been playing around with this haiku magnetic poetry kit I got recently. I've been putting the words together kind of instinctively, not terribly quickly but not without a lot of deep thought. it's... More »