Silently
time passes.
The only life I have
submits to its power.
~Hatsui Shizue

submitting this profile image in response to Lost in Translation’s photo challenge.
Silently
time passes.
The only life I have
submits to its power.
~Hatsui Shizue

submitting this profile image in response to Lost in Translation’s photo challenge.
My old body:
a drop of dew grown
heavy at the leaf tip.
~Kiba

I have the delusion
that you are with me
as I walk through the fields
of flowers, under the moon.
~Yosano Akiko*

*cited:
Women of Japan
K Rexroth & I Atsumi
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
when i awake
i wonder
if the color i saw
in my dream
was real
or imaginary
was it red?
i turn back
towards the word red
but the color is gone
what i thought was
being alive
is only various colors
reflected and
scattered
in my mind
sun setting
turned the windowpane orange
shower spray
was a diamond color
so i thought
now only the memory
of color remains
the window
and the shower spray
have vanished.
~Yoshihara Sachiko
I found this video, The Pattern behind Self-deception, at Ted.com by Michael Shermer interesting as well as entertaining. Hope you find your self smiling.
The leaves of the bush clover rustle in the wind.
I, not a leaf,
watched you without a sound.
You may have thought I paid no attention.
~Kenrei Mon-in*

*cited:
Women Poets of Japan
K Rexroth & I Atsumi
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
a single leaf falls
then suddenly another,
stolen by the breeze
~Ransetsu

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
Friendship and a smile


images submitted in response to Lost in Translation’s before and after challenge
when the wind blows
the under leaves of the oak
make whispering sounds
and where are they off to,
chatting as they go?
~Takayori

Canadian Geese
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