north shield pond

the face reader

“I only saw faces

I didn’t see the changing era

I only saw the waves

I should have seen the wind

Wind is what makes the waves

I’m saying you were the big wave at that moment

We were drifting away

One day we’ll go up again

Eventually the big wave will break down”

Kim Dong-hyeok, Screenplay: The Face Reader

the un-invited

Sea Prayer: a 360 illustrated film by award-winning novelist Khaled Hosseini.  Please note that that 360 videos are not supported on Safari.  Chrome is recommended.

52 weeks photo challenge: week 33 – rain

spring rain-

all things on earth

becoming beautiful 

~Chiyojo (M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)

spring rain…finally

 

 

enlightenment

Inhale, exhale

Forward, back

Living, dying:

Arrows, let flow each to each

Meet midway and slice

The void in aimless flight-

Thus I return to the source ~Gesshu Soko

Hoffmann (Japanese Death Poems, p. 97) notes that within this poem the arrows after hitting in midair do not fall to the ground, but continue in directionless flight through empty space. He further states that the image within this poem tells of a state of consciousness in  which the concept of the ordinary mind forming one’s outlook on the world have vanished and polarities (good-bad, life-death) are embraced in an enlightened being.

thursday’s special: le rouge et le noir

I write, erase, rewrite,

erase again,

and then a poppy blooms

~Hokushi

Lost in Translation challenge for this Thursday is to show the effects of red next to black.

thursday’s special: pick a word in feburary – y2

Sweet and sad

like love overwhelmed

with long sighs,

out of the depths of the willow

little by little

the moon appears.

~Yosano Akiko*

arboreal

I found myself drawn, not to this tree, but to the shadows playing upon its trunk.  Image submitted in response to Lost in Translation’s photo challenge.

*cited:

Women Poets of Japan

K Rexroth & I Atsumi

hope, my heart

Is it because you always hope, my heart,

that I always light a lamp

in the orange twilight?

~Yosano Akiko*

*cited

Women Poets of Japan

K Rexroth & I Atsumi

dreaming

I can no longer tell dream from reality.

Into what world shall I awake

from this bewildering dream?

~Akazome Emon*

*cited:

Women Poets of Japan

K Rexroth & I Atsumi