Green vine mistletoe

Eve of new year

Moon nearing still

A tender lasso

To catch the ox

 

 But the dots and dashes refused to stay on my pencil mark. I found I needed one hand constantly on the main dial, another on the vernier, trying to pin down my station like an elusive butterfly...Gradually I seemed to eliminate the middle step, and the sound of a letter dictated directly to my fingers without, apparently, passing through my mind at all. Letters flowed from the pencil to the tune of dots and dashes, like spirit writing.  

                                      DIT-DARR-DIT

                                                                         Anne Morrow Lindbergh, North to the Orient

Autumn

Slowness of falling leaves

Shortened days

Stars

Distant and bright

Flower near dew

Autumn

Falling leaves

Birds

See the mountain

Feel the valley

Psalm 46:10   Be still, and know that I am God...

 

                                                                

                                                 Year of rat

                                                 Departing the ship

                                                 And yet

Rain or shine

Seeing the wood

Mostly water and light

Seeing the wood

Rain or shine

Gathering driftwood

Sea

Polished stumps

Footprint of waves

Stumps

A grain of sand

A Buddha by Enku

 

 

                        Daybreak

                        Marsh reeds

                        Dragonfly

                                        

                                         Eulogy on the extremely delicate things, Zao Wou-Ki

        In memory of a once fluid man crammed and distorted by the classical mess.

                                                                                                                ---Bruce Lee

Standing chest deep

Sea calmly undulating

Sunset

Green waves

Beach flies biting

Violet sky