the servant’s hair
made white by migrating…
this year too ~Issa (www.haikuguy.com)
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life’s passages … 19
life’s passages … 18
My old body:
a drop of dew grown
heavy at the leaf tip.
~Kiba
Life’s passages … 17
life’s passages … 16
Today, today too,
somehow getting by these days, still
living in a haze.
~Issa*
*cited:
The Springtime of My Life
S Hamill
lens-artists challenge: illustrate a favorite quote or poem
i like to wash,
the dust of this world
in the droplet of dew ~Basho
droplets forming
on the morning-glories
sitting still ~ Issa
Issa and Basho’s words traveling though time, sharing a moment of their lives…two of my favorite poets I share with you through Ann-Christine’s lens-artists challenge. Enjoy.
life’s passages … 15
White mulberry cloth Sleeves parted from one another: How difficult I find it, yet, Such is the tumult of my thoughts, I forgave his leaving. ~ Anonymous (cited: Waka Poetry
life’s passages … 14
In a light spring rain
a discarded letter blows
through a bamboo grove ~Issa*
*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
life’s passages … 13
Now I see her face,
the old woman, abandoned,
the moon her only companion ~Basho*
*cited: Trans. Sam Hamill, The Sound of Water
life’s passages … 12
blossoming mountain–
the little food shop
lost in mist ~issa*
*cited: haikuguy.com
monochrome madness
morning image of shadow and light submitted in response to Leanne’s monochrome madness challenge
life’s passages … 11
Today, today too
somehow getting by these days, still
living in a haze
~Issa*
*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
monochrome monday
in earth and sky
no grain of dust
snow on the foothills
~Chirin
a meditative journey 
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