Who knows
that in the depth of the ravine
of the mountain of my hidden heart
a firefly of my love is aflame.
~Abutsu-Ni*

*cited:
Women Poets of Japan
K Rexroth & I Atsumi
Who knows
that in the depth of the ravine
of the mountain of my hidden heart
a firefly of my love is aflame.
~Abutsu-Ni*

*cited:
Women Poets of Japan
K Rexroth & I Atsumi
being alone
may also be pleasant –
autumn dusk
~Buson*

*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
in seasonal rain
along a nameless river
fear too has no name
~Buson
selected images available through Turning Art
This dark autumn
old age settles down on me
like heavy clouds or birds
~Basho*
selected prints available through Turning Art
*cited:
The Sound of Water
S. Hamill
the thunderstorm breaks up,
one tree lit by setting sun,
a cicada cry
~Shiki*
selected prints available through Turning Art
*cited:
The Sound of Water
S Hamill
This pile of
fallen leaves
separates my hermitage
further and further
from the world of woe
~Rengetsu-ni
submitted for this week’s photo challenge: Change
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