Apr
20
2010
My Delight and Thy Delight
My delight and thy delight
Walking, like two angels white,
In the gardens of the night:
My desire and thy desire
Twining to a tongue of fire,
Leaping live, and laughing higher:
Thro’ the everlasting strife
In the mystery of life.
Love, from whom the world begun,
Hath the secret of the sun.
Love can [...]
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Apr
1
2010
A haiku is not a poem, it is not literature; it is a hand becoming, a door half-opened, a mirror wiped clean.
It is a way of returning to nature, to our moon nature, our cherry blossom nature, our falling leaf nature, in short, to our Buddha nature.
It is a way [...]
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Mar
25
2010
But the truth, the first truth,
probably,
is that we are all connected,
watching one another.
Even the trees.
Arthur Miller, Timebends
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Mar
23
2010
Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.
Lin Yutang
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Mar
22
2010
A Man’s Nature
A man needs one minute
to love a woman
and centuries to forget her
…Nizar Qabbani
Translated by L. Jayyusi and C. Middleton
In The Summer
In the summer
I stretch out on the shore
And think of you.
Had I told the sea
What I felt for you,
It would have [...]
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Feb
17
2010
The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast -
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.
Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child – so high – you are,
And all this [...]
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Feb
9
2010
The temple bell stops.
But the sound keeps coming
out of the flowers.
Matsuo Basho
Its house abandoned,
the garden has become home
to butterflies.
Iio Sogi (1421-1502)
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