My old body:
a drop of dew grown
heavy at the leaf tip.
~Kiba

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
Feeling a bit unsettled today since it feels as though my life is being pulled through an insanity that could only be a nightmare: an onslaught of Executive orders issued with pursed lips and fanfare and without a review of Constitutional Law…an executive agency defying the ruling of a federal judge…Bannon being appointed the head of the National Security Council while Trump limits the roles of the director of intelligence and the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff…and this seemingly never-ending nightmare goes on and on.
This emotional reactivity that has exploded on Twitter only adds to this nightmare. We need to find a way to begin an effective dialogue between people of differing opinions. I fear we are too far down the road for this to even begin because elements that were put into place to ensure our freedoms are being threatened: false news that ensures division among the population; gag orders that seem to restrict freedom of speech; the statement that the media is an “opposition party” seems like an attempt to block the freedom of the press; a weakening of “checks and balances”; a trivial need to validate the presidency through images and imaginary numbers; and most unsetting, the removal of the bipartisan Broadcasting Board of Governors opening up the possibility of the Voice of America being used as a propaganda tool.
What power do I as a single person have to wake up from this insane dream? It is recommended that I contact those elected to represent me…senators and representatives…and I have done so, but I wonder why I don’t feel reassured that I will wake up any time soon.
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
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