
images submitted in response to egidio.photography lens-artists challenge: warm colors

images submitted in response to egidio.photography lens-artists challenge: warm colors
Silently
time passes.
The only life I have
submits to its power. ~Hatsui Shizue*

*cited: Trans: K Rexroth and I Atsumi, The Burning Heart

“… Roads take you somewhere you have not yet been or they bring you back to where you were. Some roads lead to the future, some to the past. Then he thought, That is not right. All roads do both. …” Susan Fromberg Schaefer, The Snow Fox . Pg. 182
Blow if you will,
fall winds–the flowers
have all faded. ~Gansan*

*cited: Yoel Hoffman, Japanese Death Pomes
At night my sleep
embraces the summer shadows
of my life. ~Oto*

*cited: Y Hoffmann, Japanese Death Poems

Looking backward ... I cannot see the ancients of days.
Looking forward ... I cannot see ages yet to come.
Only heaven and earth have remained,
And will remain forever ...
I am alone, I grieve, I drop tears into the dust ~Chen Tzu-ang
(cited: Trans: Anonymous, The Jade Flute Chinese Poems in Prose. The Project Gutenberg

as night transitions to day…
softly, softly
a lucky day dawns…
one leaf falls ~Issa (haikuguy.com)

Fire Fly
Rainstorms could do little
To dim your light,
And the winds
But make your lantern
All the brighter glow.
If you should wing your flight
Up near the moon,
I am sure you would twinkle
As a star.~Li Po [701–762]

sunday morning with Susan Fromberg Schaeffer
“… She was staring into the lake, watching the snow as it reached the black water and then vanished. As if the snow never existed. How nature teaches the same thing again and again, she thought. Yet it was so beautiful, the silence, the drift of the snow down from the heavens, the disappearance of each flake as it touched the surface of the lake. Surely they live on, she thought.” ~The Snow Fox, pg. 94

Listen, listen
longing and loss.
In the struck bell’s
recurrent calling,
no moment in which to forget.
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirsfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)

Nikon D750 f/2/2 1/800 s 35 mm ISO 100
Across concealed blue skies – drifting signs
Imaginary birds and dragons – aimless shifting stories
Gathering and dispersing – water droplets and star dust
In flight – clouds empty of clouds

Nikon D750 f/1.8 1/800 35mm 200 ISO
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