back at the trailhead: no birds cry; no fish weep.
Riffing on Matsuo Bashō’s haiku:
"Departing spring! Birds crying; Tears in the eyes of fish."
No Cry [Haiku in contrast to Matsuo Bashō’s experience]
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Monthly Archives: April 2023
DAILY PHOTO: The Town Down Below, Devín
Francisco de Goya Clerihew
The Madhouse (1812-19)
The work of Francisco de Goya shows a touch of paranoia. Worry of going insane can cause quite a strain.
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Flowing & Rigid [Haiku]
roots drape over rock, a blind search for soil: flowing & rigid.
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DAILY PHOTO: Kodachadri Overlook in the Dry Season
Like no one is watching…
What’s the most fun way to exercise?
Like no one is watching, and in Flow.
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Creeping Evil [Lyric Poem]
I feel creeping evil from all around the rose. I'd thought it long since dead, but, oh, it grows and grows. It was only dormant - just biding its time. Its suffocating burden weighs on all sound minds. Oh, when will it reach here? One can never know. It will sneak up on us on silent tippy-toes.
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Shallow Water [Haiku]
a shallow stream, texture everchanging, glazes the forest floor.
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The Little Prince
What book could you read over and over again?
The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. It’s short, but has a high wisdom to word count radio.
Tiger Riding for Beginners 