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spring’s autumn

Memory bridges our past with the present

and brings us to an awareness that life is a cyclic process

that demonstrates the dynamic forces

of togetherness and separation; therefore,

this moment is a reflection

within fragments of a past and of a self revisited while in this process.


What do you understand?

One sound,

the voice of autumn ~ Ichishi*


Japanese Death Poems

Yoel Hoffman

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photo friday: mornings

This morning

even my morning glories

are hiding,

not wanting to show

their sleep-mussed hair. ~Ono no Komachi*

photo friday morning


*cited in:

The Ink Dark Moon

Trans: Jane Hirshfield with Mariko Aratani


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