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My Daily #Haiku (8/15/18)
8/15/18: omit August sunflower Lost War Memorial Day omitted again #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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A Sense of Place: MOUNTAIN – sight
Originally posted on Project words: Delighted to appear on A Sense of Place again today mountain trail the length of this blister Rachel Sutcliffe https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/08/15/a-sense-of-place-mountain-sight/
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Today’s Haiku (August 15, 2018)
Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 地球儀の日本は小さし敗戦忌 生田比呂志 chikyûgi no nihon wa chisashi haisenki Japan on the globe is small… August 15 Hiroshi Ikuta from “Haiku Shiki” (“Haiku Four Seasons,” a monthly haiku magazine), December 2017 Issue, Tokyo Shiki Shuppan, Tokyo Fay’s Note: ‘haisenki’ (Lost War Memorial Day)…
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8.15 tanked? haikai 46 (tanka /haiku)
#Haiku Happenings #1 (8/15/18): Jules second solo #renga for my current #haikai challenge! tanked? ambition’s face eyes reflecting flame, blazing – a firefighters’ job determination to save, mindful; both women and men a ‘family’ of smoke-eaters; repeaters true – use healing water ‘Grant’ homeowners fishy boon with thoughtful lovingkindness a teaching moment; safety for all…
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Today’s Haiku (August 14, 2018)
Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 一とむらのおいらん草に夕涼み 三橋鷹女 hitomura no oiransô ni yûsuzumi a cluster of ‘courtesan’ grass the cool of the evening Takajo Mitsuhashi from “Haiku Dai-Saijiki” (“Comprehensive Haiku Saijiki”), Kadokawa Shoten, Tokyo, 2006 Fay’s Note: Takajo Mitsuhashi (1899-1972) ‘oiransô’ (‘summer phlox,’ literal translation: ‘courtesan grass’) is…
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Bus and boots
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: School was an ordeal for me until I got the hang of it (and it got the hang of me). For dverse. First day at school I am put on the bus because mother has a new baby father’s at work and Grandma is minding the other two so…
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Ne’er Forgotten
Originally posted on awisewomansjourney: Frank J. Tassone Haikai Challenge #46 – Fire power of fire the battle lost by some men many tears are wept the cries of the mountain’s scorch and the trees that stand no more as it rages on homes, victims of its wrath souls, unsure, displaced let tears be prayers to…
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My Daily #Haiku (8/14/18)
8/14/18: navigate cicada songs … we navigate between storms #haiku #micropoetry #poetry