Originally posted on a meditative journey : Watching the moon at dawn, solitary, mid-day, I knew myself completely, no part left out. ~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirshfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)

Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): サングラスかけて港に用もなく　　杉原裕之 sangurasu kakete minato ni yô mo naku             wearing sunglasses             at the port             with nothing special to do Hiroyuki Sugihara from “Haiku Shiki” (“Haiku Four Seasons,” a monthly haiku magazine), June 2016 Issue, Tokyo Shiki Shuppan, Tokyo

Originally posted on A 19 Planets Art Blog 2010/2024: * night chill across the sky still the moon * for #29 NaHaiWriMo 5-29-2018 * Deborah B. Shepherd May 29: Chill *

Originally posted on Michael Rehling: the sky is crying there was a blues joint in detroit years ago. might still be there. cant remember the name and the location is lost to me now. i find myself there some days though. memories rain down my street and disappear into a rusty drain. the old days…

Originally posted on Martha Magenta: ? I remember discovering the sea for the first time floating in a car inner tube with my father in his happy days ? ? in the attic I discover memories hidden away the last vestige of scent from a long pressed flower ? Red Lights Tanka Journal, January 2018

Originally posted on Project words: dewdrops shimmering on the brambles cobwebs ? ? ? ? ? ? ?