japanese poetry

black and white sunday: timeless

The depth of the hearts

Of humankind cannot be known.

But in my birthplace

The plum blossoms smell the same

As in the years gone by.

~Ki no Tsurayuki*

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image submitted in response to Lost in Translation’s b&w challenge: timeless

*cited:

http://www.wakapoetry.net

weekly photo challenge: transition

The sprouting grass waiting for spring,
and the grass that begins to wither, were once the same
wild grass of the moor.
Sooner or later
they surely meet with autumn
and end in the season of weariness.

                                                                     ~Gio

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join in the fun of Jen’s photo challenge: Transition

weekly photo challenge: trio

Last autumn

The three of us tossed acorns

To the scattering carp.

Now in the cold morning wind off the pond

He and I stand hand in chilling hand.

                                                       ~Yosano Akiko*

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Visit Cheri’s photo challenge to view additional images of: Trio

*cited:

Women Poets of Japan

K Rexroth & I Atsumi