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Unable to discern the form of You,
I see Your presence all around.
Filling my eyes with the love of You,
my heart is humbled,
for You are everywhere. ~ (Trans: Priya Hemenway: The Book of Everything Journey of the Heart’s Desire Hakim Sanai’s Walled Garden of Truth)

the children
make it a playground…
burnt field ~Issa (www.haikuguy.com)

…evoking silent narratives.

What story does this shadow image awaken in you?
as you wander through my dreams
this aged soul wonders…
do our yesterday’s greet you?

Scattered petals gather on the road,
more colorful than the blossoms on the
branches. ~Hatsui Shizue (K Rexroth & I Atsumi, The Burning Heart)

All are lonely,
Yet are you much more than any –
You who still wait?

When, with an awakened heart,
I realize
this world is only a dream,
a child’s smile revives joy.

This world is only a dream…submitted in response to Debbie’s (Travel with Intent) six-word musing challenge.
the servant’s hair
made white by migrating…
this year too ~Issa (www.haikuguy.com)

Wild geese —
between their cries, a slice
of silence ~ Katsura Nobuko (M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)

Katsura Nobuko was born Niwa Nobuko in Osaka, Japan on November 1, 1914. When she was five, she almost died of acute pneumonia. After graduating from Ootemae Girls’ High School, she began writing haiku when the poems in ‘Kikan’ (The flagship) magazine impressed her with their nontraditional style. She subsequently met the magazine’s editor, Hino Soojoo, and became his protege. Her marriage in 1939 changed her family name to Katsura, but her husband died two years later.
Childless, Nobuko returned to her mother’s home. On March 13, 1945, the home caught fire as the American planes bombed Osaka. Unable to put out the fire she gathered her haiku manuscripts before fleeing barefooted. It is said that when she was reunited with her mother, her mother – weeping – said, “You are safe — that’s all I care.” The rescued manuscripts were later published in her first volume, ‘Gekkoo shoo (Beams of the moon 1949).

contemplating snow clouds —
whitened landscape, I am part
of the winter scene ~bckofford

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