Friday, August 26, 2011

Tide of the seasons charges our expressive mood

One of my students just shared this haiku with me. Sparked from the onset of spring(!) and the lengthening days:

".........spring slowly arriving, the plum blossom is bursting and the mist is hanging on the hills. The mornings are frosty but the afternoon only needs a t-shirt.........

the way things are--
through my worthless window
days grow longer

arigata ya / nô nashi mado no / hi mo nobiru
by Issa, 1816"

What a wonderful community, the Ueda Ryu Melbourne.

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