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365 Days of Thankfulness

Day Twenty One, December 15, 2017

Today I am thankful for poetry that reaches our hearts and minds.

I’ve loved poetry since elementary school.  I had a teacher give me a book of poetry for “outstanding achievement in spelling” when I was nine years old.  135 more words

Leaving Nothing Unsaid

Always Coming and Going

Here is the next installment of my Haiku project.

(I’ve  been immersing myself in the Japanese masters, Issa, Bashō, Buson, Shiki. The haiku form is deceptively simple–more difficult than it appears, if you want to abide by some traditional conventions.  148 more words

Poems

Leaking In Like Rain

I’ve been immersing myself in the Japanese masters, Issa, Bashō, Buson, Shiki.

The haiku form is deceptively simple–more difficult than it appears, if you want to abide by some traditional conventions. 153 more words

Poems

Novoneyra and Saudade

Words that grow like flowers.  Last week we saw Basho’s bush-clovers linked with the moon; we saw a crying child, prostitutes abandoned on the road and the moon-poet weeping over dead princes.  2,727 more words

the smell of sake

The smell of sake,
and the waves,
and the wine-cup
-Basho

Art by Okumura Masanobu, “Three Sake Tasters”

Art

Haiku: Poetry for the Soul

A month ago I came across an astonishingly beautiful collection of Haiku poetry*, bound in the traditional Chinese book-binding practice of folded pages stitched into hardcover. 738 more words

Escapism

"I like watchin' the puddles gather rain": RAIN as a Seasonal Word

Writing haiku brings the poet closer to nature and the natural world around them. This is the feature I enjoy most about writing haiku. 277 more words

Literature