a tree in scrubland
Another Lenten reflection, in response to today's readings (Jer. 17:5-10, Ps. 1:1-2, 3, 4, 6; Lk. 16:19-31)
Friday of the First Week
Another Lenten reflection, in response to today's readings (Ezk 18:21-28; Mt 5:20-26); as well as "Falling in Love During the End of Times," from doctordaft's Substack.
Summer Tanka 2024
Even through the sand
the landscapers left behind
rise chamomile shoots:
little promises of sun
to adorn what's
Winter Tanka 2024
It's been far too warm / this winter... feels autumn-like... / Blustering and warm; / drizzle is the worst it rains, / if we even get that much.
Summer Tanka 2022 #2
The monstera of
the teahouse has just three leaves,
un-fenestrated;
But the ten propagations of pothos
dangle down from the
Summer Tanka 2022 #1
We're now in July
and still don't see a cloudless sky
as spring rains persist.
The
Late Summer Tanka 2017
In oppressive heat
it swirls, and I realize
why Ash Flies are named:
it gets in my eyes and stings,
Yakozen: Juujika
This one has a unique wordplay. The Japanese for "Cross" and "Is it Ten O'Clock?" are nearly homophones ("Juujika" or じゅうじか; Kanji: 十字架 and 十時か). During the chorus, he transitions from the former, to a vague pronunciation (and phonetic spelling) that could be interpreted either way, and then to...
Takuboku Tanka #3
花散れば
先づ人さきに白の服着て家出づる
我にてありしか
When the flowers fell,
The first to put on white clothes, and go outside
was me.