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a wandering crow
its old nest has become
a plum tree
lingering twilight adds
a coat of gold to evening
washed in silhouettes
her cabin dons a creepy mien -
bedtime stories
a cricket withholds its chirp
green leaves wet with dew
coffee aromas
in hushed tones of morning's breath -
earnest prayers
feet slipping into sandals
to continue trek of scenes
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[image courtesy Carpe Diem]
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wind in the pines
swirls upward to heaven
whispered prayers
her steady trust of needle
beauty embroiders itself
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Carpe Diem
Tan Renga Challenge Month 2017 #18 a wandering crow (Matsuo Basho)
This pre-script was not by Basho himself, it was added by Doho in his book Sho O Zen-den. In this poem Basho compares himself to the crow painted on the screen. Instead of lodging in the simplicity of a crow's nest, he sleeps among plum blossoms because he is staying with an elegant friend. Crows are not usually considered a migrating bird, but the idea of a wandering crow means a bird of passage or a priest on a journey. (Source: "Basho's Complete Haiku" by Jane Reichhold)
a wandering crow
its old nest has become
a plum tree
-hokku © Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)
lingering twilight adds
a coat of gold to evening
washed in silhouettes
her cabin dons a creepy mien -
bedtime stories
a cricket withholds its chirp
green leaves wet with dew
coffee aromas
in hushed tones of morning's breath -
earnest prayers
feet slipping into sandals
to continue trek of scenes
- verses 2-6 © gillena cox
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Carpe Diem
Tan Renga Challenge Month 2017 #17 wind in the pines (Candy)
wind in the pines
swirls upward to heaven
whispered prayers
© Candy
her steady trust of needle
beauty embroiders itself
© gillena cox
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