Here at the frontier, the leaves fall like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians, and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are still two cups at my table.
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life.
~ Wu-men ~
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Brightness of Snow
It snowed!
What does fresh snow make you think of? Haiku, of course!
4 comments:
I just got back from Zurich with minus 10, this was how I felt:
Unforgiving cold and snow
A poet's passion
Tattered, shattered and shivered!
Ha! Very good.
The wind chill has been in the single digits F, but not lower than that.
Yesterday's 17-syllable haiku from the West Coast -
Title:
54 Degrees and Sunny
a bead of sweat forms
vege seeds beckoning me
may it continue
Very nice.
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