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
~Koha*
*cited:
initially posted in November 2014
in seasonal rain
along a nameless river
fear too has no name
~Buson
myopia
images initially posted in November 2016
A full moon!
In the Sacred Fountain Garden
a fish is dancing
~Buson*
Visit The Daily Post at Word Press to view additional photos submitted for this week’s challenge: Let there be light!
*cited in:
Haiku Master Buson
Yuki Sawa & Edith Shiffert
image initially posted in November, 2013
still I see them
how they were…
bare winter trees ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
Reposing: quiescent, quiet, still, hushed, rest, calm, tranquil, peaceful, untroubled
Visit Lost in Translation’s and join the Thursday’s Special challenge
The quiet that follows a snowstorm.
looking delicious
the snow falling softly
softly ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
Yesterday’s snowstorm blanketed the sphere of my world with 17.7 inches of snow…today feels calming, relaxing, and tranquil.
What a treat from Mother Nature.
Time to slow down…What a treat!
Travel and Trifles invites us to share “What a Treat”
The late evening crow
of deep autumn longing
suddenly cries out
~Buson (cited: S Hamill, The Sound of Water)
Travel with Intent’s Six Word Saturday challenge
Nonverbal communication: It is suggested that 50 to 75% of all communication is transmission through our eye contact, facial expressions, gestures, posture and the distance between people. We also understand messages through variations of body language, distance and physical environments.
| In the mountain depths, Treading through the crimson leaves, The wandering stag calls. When I hear the lonely cry, Sad–how sad!–the autumn is ~Sarumaru (cited: Ogura Hyakunin Isshu) |
did others sit here too
waiting for spring?
old tatami mat ~Issa (haiku.guy)
blooming plum–
the voices of children
sound reverent ~Issa (haikuguy.com)
A haiku…is a way in which the cold winter rain, the swallows of evening, even the very day in its hotness, and the length of the night, become truly alive, share in our humanity, speak their own silent and expressive language. (cited: Haiku: Eastern Culture)
Symbols are objects that conveys agreed upon messages within a particular group of people.
Harry Nilsson, Every Body is Talking’
Ride and jump on over to HorseAddict to join in this week’s lens-artist’s photo challenge: communication
late autumn
a single chair waiting
for someone yet to come
~Akito*
*cited:
http://www.theeternalgrasshopper.wordpress.com
Initially posted October, 2014
if I go to heaven I will forget you,
and
if I go to hell you will forget me.*
In China a person who will not forget the past is described as ‘one who did not drink Old Lady Meng’s soup.’ Borrowed from Buddhist folklore, Old Lady Meng dispenses the Broth of Oblivion to souls leaving the last realm of the underworld on their way to reincarnation. After drinking her soup, the soul is directed to the Bridge of pain that spans a river of crimson water. There, two demons lie in wait: Life-Is-Not-Long and Death-is-Near. They hurl the soul into waters that will lead to new births.
Old Lady Meng is more than a quaint antidote for the Greeks’ Mnemosyne. She embodies a psychological understanding about the forces that promote, indeed demand, forgetting for the sake of ongoing life. It is not enough to note that water is linked with amnesia in Chinese folklore as much the same way that the river Lethe is associated with forgetting in Greek mythology. The challenge here is to make sense of the distinctively Chinese attachment to remembrance in spite of the benefits of Old Lady Meng’s soul.
In Jewish tradition, too, the benefits of amnesia were acknowledged along with the sacred commitment to recollection. There is a midrash, or Torah-based story, that teaches us a lesson similar to that of Lady Meng: ‘God granted Adam and Eve an all-important blessing as they were about to leave the Garden of Eden: I give you, He said, ‘the gift of forgetfulness.” What is so precious about amnesia? Why would God, who demands fidelity to memory, offer the relief from recollection?Perhaps it is because without some ability to forgive and forget we might become bound by grudges and hatred. To remember everything may be immobilizing. To flee from memory, however, leads to an ever more debilitating frenzy.(40-41)**
source:
*Arang and the Magistrate
Munhwa broadcasting corporation
**Bridge Across Broken Time
Vera Schwarcz
Initially posted on October 10, 2013
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