757. attuned




that red chair
at the bottom of the trail
just sitting there


 

Looking down thru an opening near the bottom of the trail, I paused. There was something about that chair, maybe it was the color red, or maybe it was its  solitude. It was just sitting there as I was standing there….the two of us….enjoying the scenery.





756. stuck!


jam-packed
one on top of another—
like sardines!
*
pile-up
like a bunch of beetles—
rear-end collisions!
*
5 home runs
Phillies are up 2 to 1–
go Phillies!

 

I stayed up late to watch the World Series and feeling a little foggy this mornin, stuck on the Phillies! Go Phillies!





755. Dew


tsuyu no yo wa
tsuyu no yo nagara 
sari nagara
*
this world of dew
is a world of dew
and yet, and yet



(Poem by Kobayashi Issa)

Everything passes. This may be the first rule of life. The Japanese suggest that life is fleeting and it is in the world’s fleetingness that we see its beauty. We rejoice in the coming and going of things precisely because we know they will not last. 

During his lifetime, Kobayashi Issa endured many hardships and experienced the deaths of parents, wives, and many infant sons and daughters. Through all of this, he continued to write simple poems about nature and little creatures. His poems are among the most loved haiku today. Here is Issa’s farewell poem:

gratitude for gifts—
even snow on my bedspread
a gift from the Pure Land