the pelican flares to land on a branch with barely a bounce.
Crash / Landing [Haiku]
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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost [w/ Audio]
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
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The Painting by Wang Wei [w/ Audio]
Afar, colorful mountains. Near, silent waters. Spring 's gone but flowers remain. People come but birds aren't startled.
Original: 遠看山有色 近聽水無聲 春去花還在 人來鳥不驚
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Wildflower Glade [Haiku]
the glade is ringed
in yellow wildflowers:
astir with bees.
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Mexican Sunflower [Haiku]
the sunflower
catches warm afternoon sun,
but bees aren’t impressed.
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Flowering Cane [Haiku]
sugarcane waves
with the passing of cars:
silver tassels mussed.
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To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time by Robert Herrick [w/ Audio]
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime, You may forever tarry.
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After the Rain [Haiku]
after Spring rains, puddles throw reflections of light-fringed clouds.
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Pile of Sleeping Cats [Haiku]
counting ears to learn how many cats, but how deep 's the pile?
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Night Drums [Common Meter]
The pounding sound of rhythmic drums shatters stillness this eve. I know not whether snares are banged to celebrate or grieve. The pace isn't slow enough to guide a somber procession, nor does it race at the pace of jocular expression. It's a well-kept beat, approaching, that makes the windows shake, but seems suitable only for keeping me awake.
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