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haiku simple: December 2013
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A quiet place to celebrate the art of haiku and other forms of poetry. All the best to my fellow haiku and poetry creators - I wish you peace this holiday season and for the year to come. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Prints and note cards. View my complete profile. Fellow Poets and Visitors. 4 seasons of haiku. Beachcoming for the landlocked. Calligraphy in the landscape. Crow and the moon. Haiku society of america. Haiku, haibun, haiga. Path to my place. Poetry for a night owl. Thoughts, writings, coffee.
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Spring Haiku 2009: Introduction to haiku
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A community of haiku poets recording and sharing their experiences of spring 2009, in haiku, tanka, haiga, haibun and senryu. The seasonal blogs from 2006 to 2009. Spring - - - - - - - - summer- - - - - - - autumn- - - - - -winter - - - -. From Sep'2009 permanent website. The Four Seasons of Haiku. Beatrice van de Vis. Pamela A. Babusci. Sandy lawrence (four winds). Originally, it contained three meters, comprising a total of 17 on. The function of Haiku is to make an observation in simple language, conc...
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Nature As Inspiration haiku: декабря 2013
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Общее·количество·просмотров·страницы. Суббота, 7 декабря 2013 г. Sentries of Russia ". Http:/ www.stolby.ru/eng/. Water, heat, and cold. Http:/ www.yakutiatravel.com/en/ecotours/lenskie-stolby-national-nature-park.html. Вторник, 3 декабря 2013 г. Between Canada and USA -. Is the collective name for three. More specifically, between the. They form the southern end of the. From largest to smallest, the three waterfalls are the. Http:/ en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Niagara Falls. Понедельник, 2 декабря 2013 г.
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haiku simple: September 2012
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A quiet place to celebrate the art of haiku and other forms of poetry. Swift winds pull rose blossoms. Your words spinning into air. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Prints and note cards. View my complete profile. Fellow Poets and Visitors. 4 seasons of haiku. Beachcoming for the landlocked. Calligraphy in the landscape. Crow and the moon. Haiku society of america. Haiku, haibun, haiga. Path to my place. Poetry for a night owl. Thoughts, writings, coffee. When the dog bites.
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Life Story Koe: Maret 2013
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Hanya sebagai sarana untuk belajar menulis saja. Selasa, 26 Maret 2013. Catatan Perjalanan 1 (Soreang, Kabupaten Bandung - Yogyakarta, 20 - 23 Maret 2013). Rabu, 13 Maret 2013. Hotel Antik, Soreang, Rabu, 20 Maret 2013. Dengan menenteng sebuah tas abu-abu berisi binder, pulpen, dan materi pelatihan, saya memasuki ruangan tempat Bimtek dilaksanakan. Dan segera terdengar pula suara merdu berkumandang, dari seorang relawan Sudut Baca Soreang, bernama Windi Almeta. Acara dimulai dengan pemberian materi perta...
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Inspirational Others: The Giraffe by Nikolai Gumilyov
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8220;Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” Andre Gide. 9474; Poetry for a Night Owl. 9474; Eroticism in Art. The Four Seasons of Haiku. The Giraffe by Nikolai Gumilyov. Today, I see, your gaze is particularly forlorn,. And your hands particularly thin, embracing your knees. Listen: far away, far away, on Lake Chad,. A refined giraffe is roaming. His proportions are harmonious and his legs are long,. And a bewitching pattern adorns his skin;. May 28, 2008.
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Inspirational Others: Beneath my hands
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8220;Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” Andre Gide. 9474; Poetry for a Night Owl. 9474; Eroticism in Art. The Four Seasons of Haiku. Are the upturned bellies. Of breathing fallen sparrows. I hear the sounds of closing wings. Because you have fallen beside me. Are the spines of tiny fragile animals. I dread the time. Begins to call me hunter. When you call me close. Your body is not beautiful. I want to summon. The eyes and hidden mouths. Rage, rage again...
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Inspirational Others: Goethe's Blissful yearning
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8220;Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” Andre Gide. 9474; Poetry for a Night Owl. 9474; Eroticism in Art. The Four Seasons of Haiku. Tell a wise person, or else keep silent,. Because the mass man will mock it right away. I praise what is truly alive,. What longs to be burned to death. In the calm water of the love-nights,. Where you were begotten, where you have begotten,. A strange feeling comes over you,. When you see the silent candle burning. In love...
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Inspirational Others: Neruda's Sonnet XVII
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8220;Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” Andre Gide. 9474; Poetry for a Night Owl. 9474; Eroticism in Art. The Four Seasons of Haiku. I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,. Or the arrow of the carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,. In secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms. But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;. Than this: where I. Tan cer...
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Inspirational Others: Sonnet XLIII (Edna St. Vincent Millais)
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8220;Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” Andre Gide. 9474; Poetry for a Night Owl. 9474; Eroticism in Art. The Four Seasons of Haiku. Sonnet XLIII (Edna St. Vincent Millais). What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,. I have forgotten, and what arms have lain. Under my head till morning; but the rain. Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh. Upon the glass and listen for reply,. And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain. The Giraffe - Gumilyov.
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