the Spring pond
is teeming with tiny fish;
which will see Summer?
Spring Pond [Haiku]
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“When I am dead, my dearest” by Christina Rossetti
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dew drops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.
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Burning World [Haiku]
bare earth flaming:
fire flickers, leaps, and jiggles,
but never burns out.
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The Not-So-Distant Sea [Haiku]
the sea isn't far:
somedays you see its slim band;
others, it blends.
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“The Cross of Snow” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow [w/ Audio]
In the long, sleepless watches of the night,
A gentle face -- the face of one long dead --
Looks at me from the wall, where round its head
The night-lamp casts a halo of pale light.
Here in this room she died; and soul more white
Never through martyrdom of fire was led
To its repose; nor can in books be read
The legend of a life more benedight.
There is a mountain in the distant West
That, sun-defying, in its deep ravines
Displays a cross of snow upon its side.
Such is the cross I wear upon my breast
These eighteen years, through all the changing scenes
And seasons, changeless since the day she died.
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Pansies [Haiku]
colorful pansies
catch the morning sun, and
look like peeking faces
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Five Wise Lines [May 2024]
Play is a state of mind, rather than an activity.
Stuart brown in PLay: How it shapes the brain, opens the imagination, and Invigorates the soul
My sins are running out behind me, and I do not see them, and today I come to judge the sins of another!
From Sayings of the Desert Fathers
(A Senior Monk’s reply upon being asked to Judge a younger monk’s actions)
Ye have heard that it hath been said, An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth! But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also.
Matthew 5: 38&39
I have no scepter, but I have a pen.
Voltaire to Fredrick the great
If a man is born to error, let us wish him virtuous errors.
Voltaire; ON Superstition
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Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare [w/ Audio]
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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Shadow Cat [Haiku]
even by daylight,
the black cat is a shadow --
devoid of depth.
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Cherry [Kyōka]
some are made speechless
by falling cherry blossoms,
but -- for others --
speechlessness comes from
a mouthful of the fruits.
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