Thursday, December 26, 2013

From My hovel in the Willamette National Forest #73

Like the ones


Dreaming of a white xmas


I used to know

An excerpt from my recently published 4th edition of JIKU

          Haiku are meant to act as in the moment observations ... Observations intended to impact the reader in a way that will have a transitory effect in that moment of viscerally holding and reading them ... Much like an intricate Tibetan Sand Mandala ... Often they're created day and night over several days ... Only to be viewed for a few minutes or hours ... then wiped away by the same monks that created them ... The act of creating and then destroying the Mandalas in part symbolizes the impermanence and momentary nature of life ... This is what we literally strive to do with haiku

 

Friday, December 13, 2013

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Monday, December 9, 2013

From my hovel in the Willamette National Forest #8

Seasonal change

woodlands artistic process

forest foliage

the willamette's cold wet air

a forest breathin bear!

Saturday, December 7, 2013

From my hovel in the Willamette National Forest #6

(Haiku) Wet forest floor

(V) rain spray paints the ferns

 

(H) ethereal clouds paint trees

(V) while up the mountain

 

(H) sun rays spotlight me

(V) those sunbeams trickle thru the trees

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Friday, November 29, 2013

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Sunday, November 17, 2013

From my hovel in the Willamette Forest #28

A snowcapped Mountain

Churns a cloudy Ocean

orderly disorder

natures   coexist

Cosmic Integration

Monday, November 11, 2013

Wednesday, October 30, 2013


           "Haiku are meant to evoke an emotional response from the reader ... to light the spark that triggers creative rumination ... They act as literary manifestations ... visions of nature’s seasonal modulations ... They're emotionally tinged words, barely perceptible sensory flickers ... literary etchings of lucid visions transposed to the minds of its readers ... They're meant to act as sensory catalysts ... like the passing of a penciled baton laid out upon a piece of paper that a reader might grasp for in their mind's eye ... all of which prompts the reader to continue exploring the sensory experience elicited from the writers pen ... This is how the literary sketching of poets are intended to function ... as creative stimulants with which readers can draw from and into their own artistic idioms ... from that lucid space within their heads ... where their minds eye can spark their own creative visions"

Thursday, October 24, 2013

University of ?

academic scoff

detached civility

cordial engagement

committee of a higher calling

tenured nobility

 

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

From my Willamette National Forest Hovel #18

a weathered season

the age of fall unfolding

browned ferns       fall buds

ferns droop under hard wet woe

dawn leaves   fern frost blossoms



Saturday, October 19, 2013

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

THE YUKON #2

$89 bucks a nite

feasting bed bugs nip and bite 

an AL-CAN Delight



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YUKON #3

$12 dollars a nite

flat on my back in my tent

awed by northern lights

(tanka extension)

bare bones provincial campground

pay ur fee-set up ur site

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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Friday, September 20, 2013

A repost for this Autumn-Winter


sky blue      browns   greens   greys

bespeckled forest floor

falls foliage morgue

coloureds      leave shards      strewn about

fading brilliance                top soil

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

In B.C. #6

             Canada('s)

beguiling   big browned aspen's

bare   Cold   whiteness

Saturday, August 31, 2013

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

In the Alaskan Tundra #1

      Alaskan tundra

treeless      flat      boggey land

sea? Caribou migration

Saturday, August 24, 2013

In the Cascades #2

A      C   L   O   U   D        W   A   L   L

skims deciduous tree lines

natures hyle gully


Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Montana, decades ago



I watch moonbeams
disapearing over a mountain top

around a mountain switchback,
the voice of Grizzly BEARS,   rising

no gun-no bear spray-just rusty old bear bells,  
heavy and cold upon my toes

Saturday, July 20, 2013

A tanka for Hiroshige's Tale of Genji Print

A Contemporary Haiga


fickle Genji

screened      Lady Murasaki ?

emotions flicker

clouded composition      hoax ?

pretence of a three nite stay ?

Haiku for Hokusai's Hodogaya on the Tokaido Road/Hodogaya on the Tokaido Road

Contemporary Haiga


a gnarled framing

a skewed composition

passing Mt Fuji

A Haiku for Hokusai's Nakamaro Watching The Moon From A Hill/Abe no Nakamaro (Chao Heng)

Contemporary Haiga


poetic

longing for ones homeland

capitulation


(The Waka that accompanied it, translated read)
"When I look abroad
O'er the wide-streched "Plain of Heaven",
Is the moon the same
That on Mt Mikasa rose,
In the land of Kasuga?"

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

A Haiku for Houksai's Yamashiro Arashiyama Togetsukyo/Crossing-Moon Bridge At Arashiyama In Yamashiro Province

Contemporary Haiga

Landscapes of grandeur

transitions      visual tones

on land & air      see?


A Haiku for a Hokusai Print

Contemporary Haiga 


ephemeral sky

           ethereal pathway

                          westward currents   f  l  o  w