I’ve traveled
that dark path to the world
which comes down from this mountain
just to see you
one last time.
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)

Nikon D750 f/10 1/200s 66mm 100 ISO
I’ve traveled
that dark path to the world
which comes down from this mountain
just to see you
one last time.
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)

Nikon D750 f/10 1/200s 66mm 100 ISO

The spring sunlight, flowers blooming, and green trees create a landscape that looks like embroidery. This is an object of perception and it’s a beautiful thing to focus on. …if we don’t consider the role of our mind, and just focus on what we see as the independent reality around us, there will be contradictions.
The Vietnamese poet Nguyen Du said, ‘When a person is sad, the scenery is never happy.’ How we are feeling determines how we see the world. Why are some people able to experience happiness when they look at the moon and see its beauty, while others see the same moon as sad or depressing? This question can’t be answered unless both the subject [person] and object [moon] are taken into account.
~Thich Nhat Hanh, Zen Battles
dandelion wind
and departing parachutes
awaiting a spring


Rounded, created with iPad

Customs become diluted year after year.
Both the noble and the common decline.
The human mind grows fragile with time;
the ancestral way becomes fainter day by day.
Teachers can’t see past the name of their school;
students enable their teachers’ narrow-mindedness.
They are glued to each other,
unwilling to change.
…
Thornbushes grow around high halls,
fragrant flowers wither in the weeds.
Vulgar songs fill the days.
Who will expound the luminous teaching?
Ah, I, a humble one,
have encountered this era.
When a great house is about to crumble,
a stick cannot keep it from falling.
Unable to sleep on a clear night,
I toss in bed, …
~Ryokan, 1796-1816 (K Tanahashi, Sky Above, Great Wind)
Won’t you sing?
I will get up and dance.
How can I sleep
with the timeless
moon this evening?
~Ryokan (K Tanahashi: Sky Above, Great Wind)

Spring departs —
the clear moon oblivious
of passing time
~Soseki (S Carter, Haiku before Haiku)

goats beard’s
umbrellas taking shape
spring rain

On a road with not a soul
to keep me company,
as summer begins
a child’s private wish
sent me on my way

I remember the days
When dandelions
Entrusted with wishes
Danced above summer fields

On the shins of thin legs
breezes touching the hairs —
time of summer clothes.
~Buson*
Visit Paula’s Lost in Translation for additional images of “summertime”
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
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