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 [...]
Feb
9
2010
springtime
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)
Dec
27
2009
self-knowledge
And a man said, Speak to us of Self-Knowledge.
And he answered saying:
Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart’s knowledge.
You would know in words that which you have always known in thought.
You would touch with your [...]
Dec
23
2009
winter haiku
an extract from a lovely haiku by P Noble
freshly cut oranges
revive memories
too deep for sharing
orion’s arm
reaches over the horizon
tossing stars
Nov
23
2009
thinking
Love.
So many different ways
to have been in love.
Boncho
thinking…
must get back to blogging more often
with thanks to Bel-Vedere for the pics
Jul
9
2009
love men
A life without men? no thanks, I love men
Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.
George Bernard Shaw
Jul
9
2009
petals
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
Ezra Pound
Jul
7
2009
kuan yun she
Seventh Day Seventh Month
Tangle together like painted
Clouds on a screen, then,
Thighs enlaced, heads together
On the pillow we sing softly
To the full moon and watch time pass.
The declining moon marks the hours.
Suddenly we are seized by grief and fear.
Three o’clock in the morning
Has gone by but we cannot
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