In this world
the living grow fewer,
the dead increase–
how much longer must I
carry this body of grief?
Ono no Komachi (J Hirshfield & M AratanI, The Ink Dark Moon)

Nikon D750 f/5.6 1/400s 300mm 200 ISO
In this world
the living grow fewer,
the dead increase–
how much longer must I
carry this body of grief?
Ono no Komachi (J Hirshfield & M AratanI, The Ink Dark Moon)

Nikon D750 f/5.6 1/400s 300mm 200 ISO
If only his horse
had been tamed
by my hand–
I’d have taught it
not to follow anyone else!
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirshfield & M Arantani, The Ink Dark Moon)

Nikon D750 f/5.6 1/400s 112mm 640 ISO

Tokiwa Mountain’s
pine trees are always green–
I wonder,
do they recognize autumn
in the sounds the blowing wind?
~Ono no Komachi (J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)
Meeting on the path:
But I cannot clearly know
If it was he,
Because the midnight moon
In a cloud had disappeared
~ Lady Murasaki Shikibu

Image and tanka submitted response to the lens-artists challenge (Travels and Trifles): path
It is by its breath
That autumn’s leaves of trees and grass
Are wasted and driven.
So they call this mountain wind
The wild one, the destroyer.
~Fun’ya no Yasuhide

Nikon D750 f/4.5 1/400s 85mm 2200 ISO
In the summer night
The evening still seems present,
But the dawn is here.
To what region of the clouds
Has the wandering moon come home?
~Kiyohara no Fukayabu
Meditative photography with an iPad, John F Simon’s “Drawing your own Path,” a pair of reading glasses, a fountain pen, and the dawn. Edited in Lightroom CC.
Watching the moon
at dawn,
solitary, mid-day,
I knew myself completely,
no part left out.
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)

While watching
the long rains falling on this world
my heart, too, fades
with the unseen color
of the spring flowers.
~Ono no Komachi (J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)

Secretly
I would have you know,
With the mists of spring
Among the haze are
My thoughts of you
~Former Emperor Gosuzak (http://www.wakapoetry.net)

Nikon D750 f/11 1/3,200 52mm 800 ISO
Left behind
to grow old in this world
without you,
the flowers I pick lose their beauty,
dyed with dark ink.
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)

painting the moon
Clear waters unchanged
in a meadow
I saw once long ago,
will you remember
this face of mine?
~Saigyo (B Watson, Poems of a Mountain Home)

Nikon D750 f/4.5 1/3,200 85mm 800 ISO
What is it
about this twilight hour?
Even the sound
of a barely perceptible breeze
pierces the heart.
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirshfield & M Aralani, The Ink Dark Moon)

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