amber winged glory
monarch in kingdom of colour
pointedly gazing
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The Spirits live on…
ancestor shaman-brujo-bards
still casting spells
as sky-dancing cloud dragons
Article 47 Basho Haikus
a primeval pond
leaping frog disappears into
a single solitary plop!
Haiku #10 Empty Form
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form . . Black ink form suddenly emergent Creates space out of that white which is not the form Turning nothing into a something which is still not anything yet vivid . . La forma de tinta negra emerge repentinamente Crea espacio a partir de ese blanco que no esContinue reading “Haiku #10 Empty Form”
Haiku #9 Silence
. . Silence is golden Or so We are told! . . EL SILENCIO El silencio es oro O ¡Como nos dijeron!
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