As a Nun Gazing at the Deep Colors of Autumn
Clad in Black Robes I should have no attractions to The shapes and scents of this world But how can I keep my vows Gazing at today’s crimson maple leaves? “As a Nun Gazing at…
The Traveling Onion
When I think how far the onion has traveled just to enter my stew today, I could kneel and praise all small forgotten miracles, crackly paper peeling on the drainboard, pearly layers in smooth agreement…
Great Minds
Happy Friday, everyone! Here is the first in a series of guest posts at my blogsite, Bareback Alchemy. The series, called “Great Minds,” is a forum for writers, artists, and intellectuals to make tributes to…
Japanese Haiku
Life? Butterfly On a swaying grass That’s all … But exquisite! Nishiyama Sōin, translated by Peter Beilenson Painting Blue Morpho Butterfly by Martin Johnson Heade Mnemosyne Thirty-Two: Read more. …
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