How peaceful is
Every single dawn;
I gaze out, yet
Still in the depths of night
I dream…a grief, indeed.
~Princess Shokushi*
How peaceful is
Every single dawn;
I gaze out, yet
Still in the depths of night
I dream…a grief, indeed.
~Princess Shokushi*

“…Woke up in the middle of the night. And suddenly remembered my important dream. A few minutes of intense effort to bring it back. Gluttonous. Greedy. Had the feeling that the dream was part of my personality, that I had the right to hang on to it, that I must not let it escape me, that I had to be certain of it if I am to be a rounded and whole person.*
Cee’s Photo Challenges: FOTD
*Trans, Arno Pomerans. An Interrupted Life. Lester & Oren Dennys Limited. 1983. pg.58
The floating bridge
of my spring night dream
has broken away
and lifting off a far peak –
a cloudbank trailing in the sky.
~Fujiwara no Teika (S Carter, Haiku before Haiku)

The first dream of the year –
I kept it a secret
and smiled to myself ~Sho-U

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
How peaceful is
Every single dawn;
I gaze out, yet
Still in the depths of night
I dream…a grief, indeed.
~Princess Shokushi*
*cited:
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