
gusting Spring winds:
can the hunkered crow
take to flight?

gusting Spring winds:
can the hunkered crow
take to flight?
Soseki Natsume’s Collected Haiku: 1,000 Verses from Japan’s Most Popular Writer by Natsume SōsekiHave epiphanies. They are quite hard come by.
Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
O, well for the fisherman's boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!
Break, break, break
At the foot of thy crags, O Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.
The Life of Hiuen-Tsiang by Hui-liI have no use for any tattoo, anywhere, thank you very much.
I’ll leave it to the teens and twenty-somethings to believe there is some image or phrase that will always and forever capture their essence. I’ve been through too many versions of myself and came out accepting the Buddhist / Taoist notion that everything, everywhere [even the self — if there even is such a thing] is in constant flux.