Bifurcated [Haiku]

body in the temple yard;
mind on distant mountains.

“Wine Spring” by Pan Lang [w/ Audio]

I remember viewing the West Lake
While leaning on a pagoda rail.
The boats all clustered in threes or twos.
The islets under deep Autumn blues.

Flute song arose from among the cattails.
And a line of white birds - overhead - sailed.
I planned to fix my old fishing pole,
but clouds on water had my mind & soul.

Yin / Yang [Haiku]

shady side:
sight of sunlit mountain
warms one's core.

“The Bungler” by Amy Lowell [w/ Audio]

You glow in my heart
Like the flames of uncounted candles.
But when I go to warm my hands,
My clumsiness overturns the light,
And then I stumble
Against the tables and chairs.

Winter Afternoon [Haiku]

sun dips behind
buildings; early on a
Winter afternoon.

“The Wind Shifts” by Wallace Stevens [w/ Audio]

This is how the wind shifts:
Like the thoughts of an old human,
Who still thinks eagerly
And despairingly.
The wind shifts like this:
Like a human without illusions,
Who still feels irrational things within her.
The wind shifts like this:
Like humans approaching proudly,
Like humans approaching angrily.
This is how the wind shifts:
Like a human, heavy and heavy,
Who does not care.

Still Waters [Haiku]

Winter morn: 
still waters reflect each twig
of bare trees.

“In a Station of the Metro” by Ezra Pound [w/ Audio]

The apparition of these faces in a crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.

Turtle Hills [Haiku]

hills line
the water's edge
like sunning turtles.

One Eye [Senryū]

cat stares
through one good eye,
like a bond villain.