Hashin
Paradis | October 18, 2009
No sky
no earth – but still
snowflakes fall
.: A Haiku by Paradis :.
.: Search :.
-
.: Tag Cloud :.
About Writing Biographies Blade Runner Blake Brooks Byron Carroll Coleridge Dickens Dickinson Donne Duffy Dylan Einstein Epic Poetry Etheree Facts Famous Haiku Famous Letters Fenton Films Frost Gaiman Goethe Haiku by Paradis HG Wells Hughes Kipling Miscellaneous O'Hara Orwell Pratchett Prompts Rumi Sandburg Saphho Senryu Shakespeare Streams Tanka Tennyson Tolkien Whitman Words Wordsworth-
Soseki Natsume
Paradis | October 18, 2009
Over the wintry
forest, winds howl in rage
with no leaves to blow.
Han Shan Te’Ch’ing
Paradis | October 15, 2009
Han Shan Te’Ch’ing
Han Shan (translates as Cold Mountain) was a very eccentric man. Apparently Han-shan was born to privilege but did not succeed in civil or military service. He was then employed by an official in a clerical capacity. Han-shan married and had a son, but the An Lu-shan Rebellion came, and he had to flee for his life. With this turning point, Han shan embraces the life of a hermit in the Tientei Mountains.
Terrible to love the lovely so,
To count your own years, to say “I’m old,”
To see a flower half-buried in leaves
And come face to face with what you are.
~~~
I look at the clean stream,
And sit on the great stone,
Mind depends on nothing;
All worldly tasks have gone!
Saigo Takamori
Paradis | October 15, 2009
Saigo Takamori
Saigo Takamori was born as the son of a low-ranking samurai. He was even banned to a remote island and had unsuccessfully tried to commit suicide. Saigo was later readmitted to serve in the daimyo’s army and was among the commanders of the successful march of the Satsuma and Choshu troupes towards Kyoto. Saigo was 180 cm (nearly 6 feet) tall, a huge giant for a Japanese man.
The moon, like you,
is far away from me, but it’s our sole memento:
if your look and recall our past through it,
we can be one mind.
Dogen Zenji
Paradis | October 15, 2009
Dogen Zenji
Dogen was born in 1200 near Kyoto which was, at that time, the capital of Japan. When he was fourteen he was formally ordained as a monk and entered a monastery at the foot of Mt Hiei to begin his training.
Dogen’s teaching, as expounded through his writing, encourages the practice of a type of meditation known as zazen or ‘just-sitting’. He explains, ‘Zazen is not thinking of good, not thinking of bad. It is not conscious endeavor….Do not desire to become a buddha’.
Past mind can’t be grasped,
Present mind can’t be grasped,
Future mind can’t be grasped.
With which mind will you drink this tea?
~~~
Contemplating the clear moon
Reflecting a mind empty as the open sky
Drawn by its beauty,
I lose myself
In the shadows it casts.
Issa Kobayashi
Paradis | October 15, 2009
Issa Kobayashi(1763-1828)
Issa Kobayashi Issa got rather far out when it comes to concerns, far wider than those of pet-owners. Such focus makes his poetry interesting. Also, everyday subjects are treated with ordinary language, but take on a lyrical quality through sharp, inquisitive wit with overt sympathy on top of that.
In this world
we walk on the roof of hell,
gazing at flowers.
~~~
Don’t know about the people,
but all the scarecrows
are crooked
~~~
Till your clothes can barely be
seen in the distance, my love,
I keep looking back at your house.
Yosa Buson
Paradis | October 15, 2009
Yosa Buson (1716-84)
Buson Yosa Buson came from a wealthy Japanese family, and came to pursue a career in the arts as a painter. Yet he won even more renown as an expert haiku poet, one that also experimented with the handed over haiku form, eventually. He was a leading haiku poet of the late 18th century
Dawn
fish the cormorants haven’t caught
swimming in the shallows.
~~~
Not quite dark yet
and the stars shining
above the withered fields.
~~~
Lighting one candle
with another candle
spring evening.
~~~
A kite floats
At the place in the sky
Where it floated yesterday.
Basho Matsuo
Paradis | October 15, 2009
Basho Matsuo(1644-94)
Basho Matsuo abandoned the samurai warrior status he had earned, for poetry and gradually got a reputation as a skilled poet and able critic. As a poet he is marked by love of the unobtrusive. Basho is known as the first great poet in the history of haiku.
A monk sips morning tea,
it’s quiet,
the chrysanthemum’s flowering.
~~~
Silent old pool
Frog jumps
Kdang!
~~~
First day of spring
I keep thinking about
the end of autumn.
~~~
Awake at night
the sound of the water jar
cracking in the cold.
~~~
First snow
falling
on the half-finished bridge.
-
.: Life by Paradis :.
.: Links :.
.: Categories :.
- About Writing (3)
- Biographies (13)
- Books to Read (14)
- Facts to Know (10)
- Famous Epics (1)
- Famous Haiku (9)
- Famous Letters (3)
- Famous Poetry (35)
- Famous Songs (1)
- Films to watch (6)
- Letter by Paradis (2)
- Miscellaneous (7)
- Poetry by Paradis (73)
- Cinquain by Paradis (1)
- Etheree by Paradis (3)
- Gogyohka by Paradis (1)
- Haiku by Paradis (16)
- Senryu by Paradis (8)
- Streams of consciousness (3)
- Tanka by Paradis (4)
- Villanelle by Paradis (1)
- Prose by Paradis (1)
- Quotes to Know (20)
- The World of Music (1)
- Word of the Day (5)
- Writing Prompts (22)
.: Archives :.
-
