lens-artists: cloudscapes

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

solitude
solitude
solitude

trails of clouds

layered memories

a time forever gone

stands between us

dewdrops of autumn

solitude
solitude
solitude

The World is a Book

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The sun rose while I slept. I had not yet risen

When I heard an early oriole above the roof of my house.

Suddenly it was like the Royal Park at dawn,

With birds calling from the branches of the ten-thousand-year trees.

I thought of my time as a Court Official

When I was meticulous with my pencil in the Audience Hall.

At the height of Spring, in occasional moments of leisure,

I would look at the grass and growing things,

And at dawn and at dusk I would hear this sound.

Where do I hear it now?

In the lonely solitude of the City of Hsün Yang.

The bird’s song is certainly the same,

The change is in the emotions of the man.

If I could only stop thinking that I am at the ends of the earth,

I wonder, would it be so different from the Palace after all? ~Po Chü-I *

*cited: Trans: F Ayscough & A Lowell, Project Gutenberg eBook of Fir-Flower Tablets: Po Chü-I, “Hearing the Early Oriole” (written in exile).

one of a kind

Daily writing prompt
Which aspects do you think makes a person unique?
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Rain, hail, snow, and ice;

All are different,

But when they fall

They become the same water

As the valley stream

~Ikkyu Sojun

Unique…the Oxford Language website notes that the origin of the word unique is the Latin word unus, ‘one’. Therefore, it could be understood that an unique person is one of kind, unlike anyone else.

Pondering “one of a kind” brings to mind snowflakes. The chance of the snowflake that lands on the tip of your nose being exactly alike another is about 1 in 1 million trillion. The life of this now melting snowflake began within a cloud, as a crystal. It is believed that throughout its journey it encountered variables of temperatures and moisture levels which transformed the crystal into a snowflake.

So, is one of the aspects of a unique person their life’s journey?

In my lifetime, I have met two people who I felt to be unique. They both had distinct world views that I often found myself stumbling through with wonder and/or confusion. Could it be said that another aspect is found within world views that are incongruent with others?

One of these two people was my brother. I believe that most people who knew him would agree that he was “one of a kind.” While our life journeys originated from the same family of origin, the family I was born into was composed of both our parents and older sister, while he was born into a family that was grieving the death of our father. One of many transformation variables.

Yet, I still ponder the aspects of uniqueness as one of these two invited a closeness while the other’s differences created a wall of discomfort. This leads me to identify that another aspect of uniqueness is its impact upon the relationship dynamics of push and pull.

Yet, I end this pondering with another question: is uniqueness more about my personal sense impressions of the other than it is about the other?

lens-artists: it’s tricky!

Some historians speculate that April Fools’ Day dates back to 1582, when France switched from the Julian calendar to the Gregorian calendar as called for by the Council of Trent in 1563. In the Julian Calendar, as in the Hindu calendar, the new year began with the spring equinox around April 1. 

People who were slow to get the news or failed to recognize that the start of the new year had moved to January 1 and continued to celebrate it during the last week of March through April 1 became the butt of jokes and hoaxes and were called “April fools.” These pranks included having paper fish placed on their backs and being referred to as “poisson d’avril” (April fish), said to symbolize a young, easily caught fish and a gullible person.

Cited: History.com

Double exposure is like a mystery bag, one never really knows what will come out of the camera.

How did this playground slide become Phantom of the Opera?

Yes indeed, patience is a bit tricky.

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