meditative journey with saldage
a sharing of readings, thoughts, and images
Will you turn toward me?
I am lonely too,
this autumn evening.
~Basho (F. Bowers, The Classic Traditions of Haiku)
I felt compelled to update this earlier post to invite you to visit LdG luciledegodoy who earlier noted my image inspired her to post a photograph she created a few days ago. I invite you to hop on over to visit her post and while there listen to Eva Cassidy’s wondrous voice and the story of her life.
You can learn about the pine only from the pine, or about the bamboo only from bamboo. When you see an object, you must leave your subjective pre-occupation with yourself; otherwise you impose yourself on the object, and do not learn. The object and yourself must become one, and from that feeling of oneness issues your poetry. However well phrased it may be, if your feeling is not natural—if the object and our self are separate—then your poetry is not true poetry but merely your subjective counterfeit.
~ Basho*
Keith Kenniff is an American composer, multi-instrumentalist, and electronic music producer. He composes ambient/electronic music under the moniker Helios and post-classical piano music under Goldmund.
Night of the full moon!
The weather in the north land
Is so uncertain.
~Basho*
*cited:
The Narrow Road to Oku
Trans: D Keene
None goes along this way but I,
This autumn eve.
~Basho*
*cited:
A Zen Wave
R Aitken
Now being seen off,
now seeing off – the outcome:
autumn in Kiso.
~Basho*
*cited:
A Zen Wave
R Atken
This dark autumn
old age settles down on me
like heavy clouds or birds
~Basho*
selected prints available through Turning Art
*cited:
The Sound of Water
S. Hamill
for the man who says
he tires of his child
there are no flowers
~Basho*
*cited:
The Moon in the Pines
J Clements
