In which direction
Should head my longing?
On an autumn night
The skies are full of
The moon’s light... Omoro Gojusshu (www.wakapoetry.net)
poetry
the new sanctuary coalition
Thinking of the world
Sleeves wet with tears are my bed-fellows.
Calmly to dream sweet dreams–
There is no night for that. ~Izumi Shikibu (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old
The New Sanctuary Coalition’s call for action:
We are resolved to form a U.S. Caravan of supporters who will meet the Central American Caravan in Mexico, witness their movement, and accompany them into the U.S. At the border, we will assist those seeking entry with their demands to enter the US without losing their liberty
Hate speech and violence have crept into our communities with the targeting of synagogues, churches and other houses of worship and murders of their congregations. We want and need to stop this violence and we are calling you to stand with us, to put your bodies on the line.
The right to migrate is fundamental. Without it, the right to work, to be free, to live, cannot be realized. We reaffirm our conviction that every member of the Central American Caravan has an inalienable human right to flee from violence and poverty and toward better economic and political conditions elsewhere, regardless of national boundaries. We submit that they possess a right to enter and remain in the U.S. equal to anyone born there.
It has become amoral to engage in neutrality or silence on the right to migrate. On this issue there is a right side of history and a wrong side – but there is no middle. Each of us is morally obliged to choose such a side. The law will either make human beings illegal, or it will legalize equality, but it cannot accomplish both. The world is asking you to choose a side.
The New Sanctuary Coalition is resolved to choose the side of liberty and equality. We are resolved to sacrifice in solidarity with those leaders of liberty and pioneers of equality who are nonviolently asserting their right to migrate by moving their caravan of brave souls across the U.S./Mexican border.
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Sanctuary Caravan at NSC
http://www.sanctuarycaravan.org/
Ono no Komachi
In this world
the living grow fewer,
the dead increase–
how much longer must I
carry this body of grief?
Ono no Komachi (J Hirshfield & M AratanI, The Ink Dark Moon)
Nikon D750 f/5.6 1/400s 300mm 200 ISO
by my hand…
If only his horse
had been tamed
by my hand–
I’d have taught it
not to follow anyone else!
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirshfield & M Arantani, The Ink Dark Moon)
Nikon D750 f/5.6 1/400s 112mm 640 ISO
Ono no Komachi
Tokiwa Mountain’s
pine trees are always green–
I wonder,
do they recognize autumn
in the sounds the blowing wind?
~Ono no Komachi (J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)
gazing
iPad f/1.8 1/3200s 20 ISO
Another with same thoughts
May be gazing at the pale morning moon
Of the Long-night month–
No sight is more sorrowful.
~Izumi Shikibu, Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan
i am like dew…
I am like dew on the grass–
And pitiable wherever I may be–
But especially am I oppressed with sadness
In a field with a thin growth of reeds.
~The Sarashina Diary, 1009-1059 (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan
like the moon
iPad f/1.8 1/3700s 20 ISO
She is like the Moon, who, opening the gate of Heaven,
goes up over the clouds.
We, being in the same heavenly Palace, pass the night
in remembering the footfalls of the past.
~The Sarashina Diary, 1009-1059 (Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan
clouds
Those clouds form grandly
high in the sky, but owe it
all to passing winds ~Issa
libby creek
I can see the stones
On the bottom fluctuate
through clear water ~Masaoka Shiki
lens-artists photo challenge: small is beautiful
Fallen to the ground
like those words of old –
glowing leaves ~Inko
Sony RX100 III f/4 1/50s 17.9m 400 ISO
Amy (The World is a Book) invites us to share our interpretation of “small is beautiful.” Inko’s words tells me how the small messengers of autumn’s soon arrival are beautiful gifts celebrated today as well as long, long ago.
weekly photo challenge: strength
It is by its breath
That autumn’s leaves of trees and grass
Are wasted and driven.
So they call this mountain wind
The wild one, the destroyer.
~Fun’ya no Yasuhide
Nikon D750 f/4.5 1/400s 85mm 2200 ISO
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