weekly photo challenge: transition

The sprouting grass waiting for spring,
and the grass that begins to wither, were once the same
wild grass of the moor.
Sooner or later
they surely meet with autumn
and end in the season of weariness.

                                                                     ~Gio

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join in the fun of Jen’s photo challenge: Transition

weekly photo challenge: trio

Last autumn

The three of us tossed acorns

To the scattering carp.

Now in the cold morning wind off the pond

He and I stand hand in chilling hand.

                                                       ~Yosano Akiko*

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Visit Cheri’s photo challenge to view additional images of: Trio

*cited:

Women Poets of Japan

K Rexroth & I Atsumi

five of seven…wired

On a quiet evening in my thatch-roofed hut,

alone I play a lute with no strings.

It’s melody enters wind and cloud,

mingles deeply with a flowing stream,

fills out the dark valley,

blows through the vast forest, then disappears.

Other than those who hear emptiness,

who will capture this rare sound?

                              ~Ryokan*

elsewhere

*cited:

Sky Above, Great Wind

K Tanahashi