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From John Moore: a date for the dedication of Huffstickler Green in Austin, TX:
"We now have an official date for the ribbon cutting ceremony for the
new Huffstickler Green at the northeast corner of 38th Street and Duval.
The date will be on Saturday, May 4th at 10:30 am. Thank you to Kathy
Lawrence, John Paul Moore, and Mark Fishman for co-ordinating the Hyde
Park efforts and working with our Hancock neighbors to plan this event.
We are looking forward to this event to officially open this new green
space, and to celebrate the life of Albert Huffstickler, The Bard of
Hyde Park."
Nostrum
Some days I just let
everything go
and sink into the neighborhood,
sit on the bench
in front of the bakery,
talkt to anyone that passes
and don't think about
anything at all,
I think they call that
healing.
Albert Huffstickler
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Photo of Sanjusangen Hall in Kyoto by J Pellgen
evening cool--
a Buddha of healing
in a thicket
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue
best,
Don
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In the introduction to Haiku, Volume 3: Summer and Autumn, by R. H. Blyth, may be found the following:
"When we read these verses, we realize that haiku is a way of living. It offers itself to mankind, not as a substitute for Christianity or Buddhism, but as their fulfillment. It is "Love one another" applied to all things without exception."
This statement, quite simply, is the one that separates Blyth's detractors from his admirers. An article by Donna Farrell in 2004 addresses the Blyth approach (spiritual or Zen) versus the H. G. Henderson approach (imaginative or creative). The article is brief and to the point, and well worth a peek. I very much like her conclusion:
Perhaps the time has come for two umbrellas
(whatever their size) rather than one.
There is, of course, a third approach, one which Ed Baker has espoused here, and in correspondence, on a number of occasions: he calls his haiku-like poems "shorties," and has done with it.
Cheers, Ed!
My life,—
How much more of it remains?
The night is brief.
Shiki
their colorful umbrellas
fluttering...
low tide
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue
best,
Don
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