The Grape

The Grape

Carpe Diem #1312 The Grape

Ah, with the Grape my fading Life provide,
And wash my Body whence the life has died,
And in a Winding Sheet of Vine Leaf wrapt,
So bury me by some sweet Gardenside.

© Omar Khayyam (Tr. FitzGerald)

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my final day
drink one last toast
with me my love
anoint my stone with sweet wine
remember me and live

 

 

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Seeds of Wisdom

Seeds of Wisdom

Carpe Diem #1303 Seed of Wisdom

With them the seed of Wisdom did I sow,
And with mine own hand wrought to make it grow;
And this was all the Harvest that I reap’d–
“I came like Water, and like Wind I go.” 

© Omar Khayyam (Tr. FitzGerald)

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moonflower blossoms
in the shadows of night
spilling her beauty
with day’s ascent she withers
returning from whence she came

 

Time Travel- Tale of the Genji

Time Travel- Tale of the Genji

Carpe Diem Time Travel #2 The Tale of Genji

The Tale of the Gengi -by Murasaki Shikibu

where the cicada casts her shell
in the shadows of the tree,
there is one whom I love well
though her heart is cold to me

(the “answer”):

amidst dark shadows of the tree,
cicada’s wing with dew is wet,
so in mine eyes unknown to thee,
spring sweet tears of fond regret

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all the loneliness
of your early departure

spills into the night
moonflower’s beauty fading
light penetrating shadows

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hidden in the bark
a clinging cicada shell
filled with nothingness
my shrouded heart still hugging
fragrance of our last embrace

Tan Renga Challenges

Tan Renga Challenges

two sets of footprints
in freshly fallen snow
one pair from Kyoto                    

© Hamish Managua Gunn

the other from Osaka
did their owner’s pause to greet?

© Dolores

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Ishizuchi mo nankin no hana mo ooi nari

The flower of a pumpkin
as well as Mt. Ishizuchi
is great in scale

© Tomiyasu Fusei (1885 – 1979)

the moonflower
swallows the harvest moon

© Dolores

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The “hokku” of today is by me, so it is a tanka., not a Tan Renga

 

autumn evening
like whispered prayers
leaves float away
in the silence left behind
a hint of fresh hope

© Dolores