“One day he sent word: ‘Maple trees of the mountain are very beautiful. Come! let us go together to see them.’ She answered, ‘I shall be glad to do it.’ But the appointed day came and his Highness wrote: ‘To-day I must confine myself for a religious service.’ But that night it stormed, and the leaves were all gone from the trees. She waked and wrote to the Prince how sorry she was that they could not have gone the previous day.
In the Godless month it stormed–
To-day I dream and dream
And wonder if the storm was within my heart.
Was it a rainstorm? How my sleeves are wet!
I cannot tell–but muse profoundly.
After the night storm there are no more maple leaves. O that we could have gone to the mountain yesterday!”~The Diary of Izumi Shikibu (cited: Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)
Amy’s (The World is a Book) Lens-Artist’s challenge this week is to share our perspective of now vs then
initially posted on November 20, 2016
Nikon D750 f/7.1 1/400s 85mm 900 ISO
initially posted on November 19, 2018
“…is it the wish—the dreamlike, bombastic wish—to stand once again at that point in my life and be able to take a completely different direction than the one that has made me who I am now?
“There is something peculiar about this wish, it smacks of paradox and logical peculiarity. Because the one who wishes it—isn’t the one who, still untouched by the future, stands at the crossroads. Instead, it is, the one marked by the future become past who wants to go back to the past, to revoke the irrevocable. And would he want to revoke it if he hadn’t suffered it. …it’s the absurd wish to go back behind myself in time and take myself—the one marked by events—along on this journey.” ~P Mercier (Night Train to Lisbon, pp. 51-54)
“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.” ~ Heraclitus
When my heart came to rule
in the world of love,
it was freed
from both belief
and from disbelief.
On this journey,
I found the problem
to be myself.
When I went beyond myself,
the pathway finally opened. ~Mahsati Ganjavi
initially posted in November, 2018
the tree’s deep shade ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
to heavenly music ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
the mountain bees, too
yearn to live there…
town of people ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
A historical journey through my neighborhood…images and haiku posted in response to this week’s Lens-Artists Challenge: Found in the Neighborhood.
More precious than jewels and gold spread under the sky-- your visit at the beginning of spring. ~Ryokan (cited: Trans K Tanahashi, Sky Above Great Wind)
This month’s Thursday’s Special Pick a Word Challenge words are: aureate, canine, consecrated, deciduous, desolate.
We promised to see each other when rice is transplanted. Already autumn wind is blowing through yellow leaves ~Ryokan (cited: Trans: K Tanahashi, Sky Above Great Wind)
O Sun that rose in the eastern corner of Earth,
Looking as though you came from under the ground,
When you crossed the sky and entered the deep sea,
Where did you stable your six dragon-steeds?
Now and of old your journeys have never ceased:
… ~Li Po (cited: gutenberg.org)
I did not sleep, gazing at the moon all night
But the dawning of the day
Was in whiteness of hoar-frost. ~Izumi Shikibu (cited: Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)
the early sun
reaches the valley…
roses of Sharon ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
Anvica’s Gallery is hosting this week’s lens-artist’s photo challenge: the sun will come out tomorrow
I cast the brush aside
from here on I’ll speak to the moon
face to face
initially posted in November 2014