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I dreamt I was a butterfly


Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Chou. 105 more words

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Haiku, Mythology and a new Shoreline

This week I have two pieces in the Japan Times. One is a look back at haiku master Basho’s classic work The Narrow Road to the Deep North… 116 more words

Narrow Road (Part 2): 旅は道連れ

One of my first impressions on reading Bashō’s text was its conciseness. As the haiku form distils a thought or impression into seventeen syllables, so the poet’s account of his journey is often condensed into only a few lines of text for each staging-post of his journey; this is not an author who likes to indulge in pages of purple prose! 870 more words

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MISATTRIBUTED TO BASHŌ: BAI JUYI'S "EVENING RAIN"

Some two months ago, I moved to a less busy neighborhood and a place with a tiny bit of gardening space.  One of the first things I did was to plant a couple of small hardy bananas, the kind known as… 481 more words

Word Cloud: AIR

by NONA BLYTH CLOUD

AIR — it’s all around us, but invisible unless combined with something else. We must have it to live, yet air becomes an alien environment the moment we lift off into it, separating from the Earth. 2,167 more words

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On Darkness

Robert Aitken wrote on pg. 102 of his work “A Zen Wave,”

In Christianity, darkness denotes sin and error, but for the poet and the student of religion in Asia, darkness is an organic metaphor of the undifferentiated absolute, while light is the experience of the immediate, phenomenal world.

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"Haiku 01- Basho"

The winter storm
hides in the bamboo
and becomes silent

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