Tag: haiku
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My Daily #Haiku (11/7/19)
11/7/19: amber scattered leaves those “amber waves of grain” long gone #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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A November with Basho, Day 6
A little anxious, thinking of the Shirakawa Barrier, thinking on it day by day; but calmed my mind by remembering the old poem, “somehow sending word home.” I walked through heavy green summer forests. Many a poet inscribed a few words at one of the Three Barriers–“Autumn Winds” and “Red Maple Leaves” come to mind.…
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“Autumn chill…” a #tanka (11/6/19)
11/6/19: blooms out of season Autumn chill and an unexpected annual blossom all too soon withered petals join the fallen foliage #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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My Daily #Haiku (11/6/19)
11/6/19: candle lone birdsong the last candle burns out #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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A November with Basho, Day 5
At Ashino, the willow Saigyo praised, “beside the clear stream,” still grows along a path in fields of rice. A local official had offered to lead the way, and I had often wondered whether and where it remained. And now, today, that same willow: Rice-planting done, they depart–before I emerge from willow shade Our Maple…
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“although the cold…” a #tanka (11/5/19)
although the cold and an overcast sky bear Autumn down on us the stillness within our motion makes all our old things new tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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my Daily #Haiku (11/5/19)
11/5/19: mirror morning stillness shower mist on the mirror #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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A November with Basho, Day 4
Set out to see the Murder Stone, Sessho-seki, on a borrowed horse, and the man leading it asked for a poem. “Something beautiful, please.” The horse turns his head– from across the wide plain, a cuckoo’s cry Basho, “Narrow Road to the Interior,” Translated by Sam Hamil, The Essential Basho, pg. 8-9 Another Momento Mori…
Frank J. Tassone 