DAILY PHOTO: Urban Jungle, Bangalore

“I taste a liquor never brewed” (214) by Emily Dickinson [w/ Audio]

I taste a liquor never brewed --
From Tankards scooped in Pearl --
Not all the Frankfort Berries
Yield such an Alcohol!

Inebriate of air -- I am --
And Debauchee of Dew --
Reeling -- thro' endless summer days --
From inns of molten blue --

When "Landlords" turn the drunken Bee
Out of the Foxglove's door --
When Butterflies -- renounce their "drams" --
I shall but drink the more!

Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats --
And Saints -- to windows run --
To see the little Tippler
Leaning against the -- Sun!

Wistless Sway [Haiku]

bees on wildflowers
ride out the breezes,
in wistless sway.

Hardwood Clock [Haiku]

chartreuse Spring leaves
tick their way toward matching
the evergreens.

Heed the Grass [Senryū]

the lawn blossoms:
attracting minds that never
paid heed the grass.

After the Flood [Haiku]

after the flood,
a lake kills a grove
on its way out.

DAILY PHOTO: Granite & Greenery, Uttari Betta

“Meditation” by Amy Lowell [w/ Audio]

A wise man,
Watching the stars pass across the sky,
Remarked:
In the upper air the fireflies move more slowly.

DAILY PHOTO: Hari-Hara Betta