Woodcut by Koson Ikeda
winter dusk
my grief released
from the crow's throat
Margaret Chula
Photograph by Steve Wilson
your stark eyes shrink
the gap between us
baby owl
Kala Ramesh
Mount Fuji - NASA photo
a monk beats his bowl--
by now a dent
in the mountain!
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue
best,
Don
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street magician's coin trick..
ReplyDeletehis alms bowl
still empty
Margaret's haiku just amazes me - such a beautiful poem! It "hits" me with its emotion so perfectly stated. And the woodblock print, perfectly matched.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this wonderful post,
Mary Ahearn
The crow's throat. Wow. Wish I'd written that one.
ReplyDeleteMary, you are welcome.
ReplyDeleteCharles, the ultimate compliment. Thanks.
ReplyDeletespeaking of alms bowls , here is what is now going on in Thailand regarding monks' begging bowls and what is now being given:
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did too like that "The crow's throat"
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Everything said thus far about Margaret's haiku is dead on. It's breathtaking, & the print does enhance it.
ReplyDeleteDear Don, What a marvelous post! The sensitive nature of the two seem to speak to each other...
ReplyDeleteMerrill:
ReplyDeleteThanks very much - glad this one struck a chord.
Don