Wednesday, November 30, 2011

a quote . . .

Poetry began when somebody walked out of a cave and looked up at the sky with wonder and said, ‘ah-h-h!’ that was the first poem. – Lucille Clifton

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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

quiet stray

the quiet stray
slips into twilight
night without stars

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Monday, November 28, 2011

a quote . . .

"The wave does not need to die to become water. She is already water." — Thich Nhat Hanh

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Sunday, November 27, 2011

as if

as if I were still married
the nag of the jay
through these autumn woods

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Saturday, November 26, 2011

a quote . . .

What strikes me as essential are that a haiku be: (1) brief (as long as it needs to be, as short as it can be); (2) a concatenation of words (this is, after all, a literary art, and the words of a haiku are not the experience it contains; on the other hand, the words of the haiku are another and new experience); (3) an opening (to something, though not always the same thing, but always larger than the flat description would be by itself). – Jim Kacian

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the circle

the circle
she draws around herself
equinox moon

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Friday, November 25, 2011

a quote . . .

Issa has objectively captured the essence of the moment: one of sudden beauty—and after, when all that’s left is the remembering. That is what a firefly is. That is what a genuine haiku is. This haiku has “the grave elegiac music which stays forever in the listening mind.” – anita virgil

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just out of sight

just out of sight
this thing I want to see
autumn twilight

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