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Thursday, July 07, 2011

Spliced In Day 7



During the month of July There will be featured here at Lunch Break haiku related essays; original copyright remains with the websites and to their respective writers.

Spliced In - Day 7

from the future
a wind arrives
that blows the waterfall apart

-- Ban'ya Natsuishi, A Future Waterfall

...If we cavil, as the objectivists might, that this is not a sketch from nature, then we have missed the opportunity to dwell in that which makes us unique in nature—the imagination. And at the same time, this imagination, part of us, is part of nature as well. Literature is capable of giving us a clue, not to what is true, but to what we think we're being true to. And while that's not everything, it's a lot, and it makes our taking pains to find ba and maintain it worth the effort...

Read the essay So:ba by Jim Kacian

7 comments:

  1. Nice sets...have seen a few winds like that :)

    the wind
    goes its way
    the water downwards

    just saying :)

    wishes,
    devika

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  2. Gillena...hope you don't mind this little fun we have on ourselves...no offence to any haikuists,

    wishes,
    devika

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  3. imagination and nature -- Nature is the one which teaches imagination in the first place i think -- the shapes of clouds, treess, the sounds in nature...if not for that no music would have been...no art would have been...and human nature is just an extension of Nature -- don't you think?

    just my part of the note...and as always thanks for the essay, Gillena :)

    wishes,
    devika

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  4. Midnight Moon forever

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  5. thanks for dropping in Lorraine and Devika

    nice renku verse Devika,

    and certainly the point made is clearly taken, as well, the haiku writer will attest, nature is our greatest muse

    much love...

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  6. thank you, Gillena :)

    wishes,
    devika

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  7. An interesting project you have for July. Much good reading.

    Adelaide

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