The east wind waits before East Gate,
While we ride horses seeking the old glen.
Men, like wild geese, keep the promise of return,
While the past, like a spring dream, leaves no trace. …~Su Shi

The east wind waits before East Gate,
While we ride horses seeking the old glen.
Men, like wild geese, keep the promise of return,
While the past, like a spring dream, leaves no trace. …~Su Shi
Another amazing Candid Camera educational video!
what do you understand?
an image –
the voice of aging
spring snow
revives the greenery
then goes
~Kawai Chigetsu (M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)
images submitted in response to the RGB challenge offered by dutch goes the photo
a lotus stem-
slightly bent-
apt emblem
of this world ~Issa (The Year of My Life, Trans: N Yuasa)
The first dream of the year –
I kept it a secret
and smiled to myself ~Sho-U
When I was so much younger than I am today, December was the month of anticipation. The movement of time from the beginning of winter break until Christmas crawled slower than a snail. Today, winter is the season of anticipation…winter advisories, wind chill, snow-covered sidewalks…and most importantly…the awakening of spring.
unable to sleep
going out from the cottage –
the summer moon
~ Buson*
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
rain falls –
a memory of last year
left by a cloud