in a city park,
muscular baobabs &
wiry strangler figs
provide residences
for the fierce squirrels.
Urban Jungle [Kyōka]
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PROMPT: Clutter
Where can you reduce clutter in your life?
My mind. It’s a constant battle.
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Dark Valley [Haiku]
in the dark valley,
eyes settle on the one hilltop
graced by sunlight.
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DAILY PHOTO: Cihou Fort, Kaohsiung
“On a Journey” by Hermann Hesse [w/ Audio]
Don't be downcast, soon the night will come,
When we can see the cool moon laughing in secret
Over the faint countryside,
And we rest, hand in hand.
Don't be downcast, the time will soon come
When we can have rest. Our small crosses will stand
On the bright edge of the road together,
And rain fall, and snow fall,
And the winds come and go.
James Wright Translation
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Gibbous Moon [Haiku]
clouds dance around
the gibbous moon’s bright orb,
one warm winter night.
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Winter Gloom [Haiku]
under gray skies,
the flooded paddies
amplify winter gloom.
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DAILY PHOTO: Scenes from Hualien
Riverly Staff [Free Verse]
Simplicity.
It flows.
It crashes.
It employs only
as much effort as
conditions dictate.
It does not rush
in a panic.
While straight,
its movements seem
whip-like.
When possible,
it moves straight,
But it rolls around or over
any obstacle.
If follows the course,
but also carves
the course.
Its movement, inexorable.
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“The Flea” by John Donne [w/ Audio]
Mark but this flea, and mark in this,
How little that which thou deniest me is;
It sucked me first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea our two bloods mingled be;
Thou know'st that this cannot be said
A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead,
Yet this enjoys before it woo,
And pampered swells with one blood made of two,
And this, alas, is more than we would do.
Oh stay, three lives in one flea spare,
Where we almost, nay more than married are.
This flea is you and I, and this
Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is;
Though parents grudge, and you, w'are met,
And cloistered in these living walls of jet.
Though use make you apt to kill me,
Let not to that, self-murder added be,
And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.
Cruel and sudden, hast thou since
Purpled thy nail, in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty be,
Except in that drop which it sucked from thee?
Yet thou triumph'st and say that thou
Find'st not thy self, nor me the weaker now;
"Tis true; then learn how false, fears be:
Just so much honor, when thou yield'st to me,
Will waste, as this flea's death took life from thee.
Tiger Riding for Beginners 