…the clearing in the still center of becoming, the track on which the centered person moves – it whispers, “Realize me.” But no sooner is it glimpsed than it is gone.
~Stephen Bachelor
water drops
developing your eye I: connect
silver dewdrops
and my companion…
sharp shadows
~Issa*
Day 5: shadow & reflection…connect
*cited:
100 days…39th day
Nothing
in the world
is usual today
Sorrow is…
evergreen
100 days…37th day
If I say
this or that,
how ordinary grief becomes –
broken cries are the words
that sorrow’s voice demands
~Izumi Shikibu*
*cited:
The Ink Dark Moon
Trans: J Hirshfield & M Aratani
snowy white dew
snowy white dew–and
above the potato fields,
the River of Heaven
~Issa*
100 days 14th day
*cited:
The Spring of My Life
Trans: S Hamill
black & white sunday: natural
There are pauses between the showers of the outer world,
But there is no time when my sleeves, wet with tears, are dry.
~Murasaki Shikibu*
Lost in Translation’s theme for the Black and White Sunday is… natural
*cited:
Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan
Trans: A Omori & K Doi
http://digital.library.upenn.edu/women/omori/court/court.html
passing through
passing through the world
indeed this is just
a shelter from the shower.
~Iio Sogi*
*cited:
The Classic Tradition of Haiku
Ed. F Bowers
macro monday I
More haze
than the sky could hold?
Today’s rain ~ Oka Kosetsu*
cited in:
Haiku Before Haiku
trans: Steven D. Carter
droplets
i like to wash,
the dust of this world
in the droplet of dew ~Basho
droplets forming
on the morning-glories
sitting still ~ Issa
a meditative journey 
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