lost in a disembodied Bardo state fantastical happenings mainlined into consciousness with a side of swirling phantasm and all the angry demons and all the faceless gods churn around the periphery
Bardo Mind [Free Verse]
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Tag Archives: poem
Bell Sound [Haiku]
a bell rang. something awoke in him, while something died
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Golden Pheasant [Senryū]
the Golden Pheasant looks committee assembled... by first graders
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Flame [Haiku]
everybody burns with a unique flame; just like the others
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Snail Relativity [Haiku]
the snail moves slowly, but carries a snazzy house -- so, not THAT slowly!
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Spring Rains [Haiku]
Blanket of Clouds [Haiku]
mountain clouds move with spontaneity -- like blanket fort kids
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It Burns [Haiku]
a cottage burns; its owner watches ash swirl in the air
Note: Influenced by an exchange between Bashō and his student Hokushi, the latter’s cabin burning down being the topic of discussion. As told in Yoné Noguchi’s The Spirit of Japanese Poetry.
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Foggy Forest [Haiku]
Ma-Ai: The Ideal Interval [Free Verse]
there is a ma-ai -- an ideal interval -- the perfect gap in space & time & space-time there's a ma-ai: between setup and punchline & between punchline and laugh between inhalation & exhalation between listening & speaking between receiving & countering between swinging & hitting too rushed and momentum is smothered to slow and momentum dissipates there is a ma-ai for all things that move.
