[...] "We are all
beggars at the gate of the temple, and each one of us receives his share of the
bounty of the King when he enters the temple, and when he goes out. But we are
all jealous of one another, which is another way of belittling the King". [...]
[...] " Tolerance
is love sick with the sickness of haughtiness". [...]
Even with Kristjaan's explanation, I'm pretty sure I don't understand this.
But I won't let that stop me from writing relevant senryu.
because i won't tolerate
No person is perfect. So my lovely wife and I share what might be a little conceit. When one of us feels that we might be a bit hard to live with, we'll say, "Thanks for putting up with me." And the other will say, "It's not putting up with."
with the love we share
i embrace not ~ tolerate ~
every bit of you
[Hmmmm - upon further review, maybe I do understand.]
In the following haiku Wafu was inspired by a piece of poetry by Soshi (Chuangtse) who says the following:
[...] "Long ago I, Chuangtse, dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting about lightly on if I were really one, happily following my fancies. Suddenly awakening, again I was in the form of Chuangtse. Was it a case of Chuangtse dreaming he was a butterfly, or is it now that a butterfly is dreaming that it is Chuangtse? I do not know". [...]
UPDATE: I'm going to use the first haiku in this series that I did for another prompt [vide infra] as my WALL entry for CD.
Kristjaan gives us two quotes on WALLS from Kalil Gibran
[...] "After all
this is not a bad prison; but I do not like this wall between my cell and the
next prisoner’s cell; Yet I assure you that I do not wish to reproach the
warder not the Builder of the prison".[...]
[...] "Sadness is
but a wall between two gardens". [...]
Kristjaan then presents us with a wonderful positive example. Mine is a bit darker
On our visit to the garden today, Suzie Clevenger asks us to "stop, breathe, and focus on things that are positive." She has chosen some Native American aphorisms for our consideration and inspiration.
I found the inspiration, but, alas, have not succeeded in focusing on the positive.
"We are all one child spinning through Mother Sky." – Shawnee
all men are brothers
living in the same tepee ~
big family fight
"The soul would have no rainbow if the eye had no tears." - Tribe Unknown
from deepest valley
the far away mountain tops
appear the highest
"Listen, or your tongue will make you deaf." - Tribe Unknown
my wisdom is best
hear it from my silver tongue
why don't you listen
"To touch the earth is to have harmony with nature." - Oglala Sioux
i have touched the earth
with my bulldozer and crane
one more shopping mall
"The frog does not drink up the
pond in which he lives." – Sioux
Theme: PUZZLING PROVERB PARTS. Portions of proverbs are clued with slightly askew hints at their missing segments. I went on a quest to determine what the differences are among the PROVERB, aphorism and adage, and found nothing definitive, or even worth a link. They all are various pithy, often quip-like sentences that literally or figuratively capture some bit of truth, wisdom or belief.
17. Proverbial flying companions? : BIRDS OF A FEATHER flock together. You can judge them by the company they keep, on land or in the air.
24. Proverbial pavers? : GOOD INTENTIONS. The road to hell is paved with them, it's said. This can either suggest that “The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men, Gang aft agley,” or be an admonition not to let your good intentions languish due to lack of action. Which meaning do you take?
42. Proverbial loser? : HE WHO HESITATES is lost. On the other hand, look before you leap. So - who ya gonna believe?
56. Proverbial pyrite? : ALL THAT GLITTERS is not gold. This could be interpreted as meaning that gold does not glitter. As a child, I found that to be confusing. In German, IIRC, it's Alles ist nicht Geld was glänzt, or all is not gold that glitters. Not so easy to misinterpret. Pyrite, iron sulfide, is a yellowish glittery mineral, called fool's gold.
Hi gang, JzB here. Let's boldly plunge into this puzzle. After all, nothing ventured, nothing gained., and fortune favors the bold. So onward - there's no time like the present. I've included some pictures and videos, thereby saving thousands of words.
The warp and woof of my life has been a product of random events - some of them highly improbable.
Here's one example. Many years ago, things took a very bad turn at my job. A new management team had come in and for some reason they needed a scapegoat. My head was on the chopping block. I was in despair. After many years of working in the glass industry, I had developed a narrow skill set, centered around automotive glass applications. Where could I find another job?
That very Sunday in the paper was a job add from one of the major car companies, and the qualifications read like my resume. I couldn't believe what I was reading. Well - after some further adventure - I got the job and went on to a career that was far more successful and rewarding than I would have ever had at the glass company. No planning - it was just exactly the right thing at exactly the right time.
a snag in the plan when tapestry unravels find a new thread
Plus - as an afterthought, and at no extra charge - Open Link Monday from The Imaginary Garden, where Magaly shares a slice of her life, so now I will share a quite different slice of mine.
Back to regularly scheduled programing.
Kamishibai is storyteller in Japanese.
For today's theme we each tell our story as a haibun - a two part written form consisting of a prose section and an accompanying haiku.
The rules: 1. A maximum of 100 words;
2. the haiku has to follow a few of the the classical rules:
a. 5-7-5 syllables;
b. season word;
c. cutting word (interpunction);
d. interchangeable first and third line
For two days every week this summer we have had my daughter's two kids, and usually one or more of their cousins with us. This is the last week, and today is the next to last day. The cousins have enjoyed being together, and having them around has made these days more fun for us as well.
But now school will be starting soon, and everyone will be back in a different routine. This reminds me of my own childhood, and how the whine of cicadas announced that summer was ending and soon we would be back in school. [99 words]
Cousin Samantha, Nate and Emily
cousins' last play day bittersweet experience (-) whine of cicadas
These new haiku, inspired on a given 'masterpiece', have to follow the classical rules of haiku:
1. 5-7-5 syllables 2. a kigo (or seasonword) 3. a kireji (or cutting word, in Western languages mostly interpunction) 4. a moment as short as the sound of a pebble thrown into water 5. a deeper meaning (could be Zen-Buddhistic or other spiritual or religious thought) 6. and the first and the third line are interchangeable.
Inspirational haiku by Matsuo Basho
the old pond (-) a frog jumps in sound of water
on the silken strands sad fly plays a minor chord (-) orb weaver's delight
Apparently, Williams was bipolar, and the demons he battled in his imagination were very real. In the end they won.
And now I'm thinking of someone else. The daughter of one of my friends, a talented singer and musician, committed suicide just before her 22nd
birthday. Both parents were deeply involved in trying to help her, and she
was receiving professional care.
She promised to call her father before doing anything drastic
Yet, when the moon was darkest, instead of reaching out, she picked up a gun.
Such pain for everyone.
o desperation you suck the dream from my life the life from my dream
I have always been appalled by the concept of original sin. Even as a small child I realized that tainting me and everyone else alive today because of the alleged mythical actions of someone who lived at the dawn of time was profoundly unfair, and completely incompatible with the idea of a just and loving god. This was my first step toward unbelief.
With that as preamble, today's prompt is PARADISE, with these quotes from Kalil Gibran.
[...] "Paradise is
there, behind that door, in the next room; but I have lost the key. Perhaps I
have only mislaid it". [...]
who would share your pleasure but not your pain shall lose the key to one of
the seven gates of Paradise". [...]
mythic garden folly of adam and eve paradise lost ~~::~~ with his temptation god knew that they would fail human nature
test of mankind by a just and loving god or a set-up for failure
what mark do you leave on other peoples' lives paradise is love
Our assignment is to write haiku inspired by the photo provided by Hamish. I also looked into rowan lore and mythology. My last of these three humble offerings belongs in an imaginary world that you might recognize.
leaf and berry relic of an eagle's strife still the tree grows old ~~::~~
rowan wood staff stranger to knife's edge my ward and guide
~~::~~ weeping carved face on the sacred weirwood tree how will you judge me
This month at CD we are exploring concepts extracted from Khalil Gibran's "Sand and Foam."
Today's prompt is TRUTH, and here are some of Gibran's relevant aphorisms.
[...] "I am ignorant of absolute truth, but I am humble before my ignorance, and therein lies my honor and my reward". [...]
[...] "Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through it, but it divides us from truth". [...]
[...] "Should you care to write (and only the saints know why you
should) you need to have knowledge of the art and magic of the music of
words, the art of being artless and the magic of loving your readers".
[...] "When you reach the heart of life you shall find beauty in all things, even in the eyes that are blind to beauty". [...]
I'm not at all sure I've connected with the notion of truth as it appears to Gibran. But here are my thoughts, humbly presented for your consideration.
ignorance wins protecting false dogma denying the truth
~~::~~ peer deep to the core of my soul do you still love me ~~::~~ moose and goose in a lake by the woods that is their truth
Theme: OUT OF THIS WORLD. The unifier says it all. 55 A. What 20-, 33- and 40-Across begin with : NASA PROGRAMS. Since 1958, the National Aeronautics and Space Administration has been responsible for the civilian space program, as well as for aeronautics and aerospace research.
20. Car that replaced the Marquis : MERCURY SABLE. The Mercury Marquis was produced from 1967 to 1986. The SABLE ran from 1986 to 2005, then reappeared in the '08 and '09 model years as the rebranded Montego. NASA's MERCURYprogram ran from 1959 - 63, playing catch up after the Soviet Union launched Sputnik 1 in 1957, and went on to put Yuri Gagarin in orbit in April, 1961, 9 months ahead of John Glenn, thus beating NASA in this leg of the space race.
33. 1981 Moody Blues hit : GEMINI DREAM.
Project GEMINI included 10 manned flights in 1965 and '66, with the goal of developing space travel techniques to be used in the APOLLO program.
40. Rocky Balboa foe who became his friend : APOLLO CREED. This character is loosely based on Muhammad Ali, fought Rockey in the first two movies, and didn't become his friend until the third.
The APOLLO project ran from 1961 through '72, and included 6 moon landings. The first of these was APOLLO 11. On July 20, 1969, Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin landed in the Sea of Tranquility and walked on the lunar surface, while Michael Collins remained in orbit. They returned with 47.7 pounds of samples.
This theme demands a theme song -- so, obviously:
Hi gang. JzB here, flying rather high at the moment. Let's launch into today's puzzle and see if we can soar.
The last thing Jen mentioned in her delightful Scent of Poetry "Ghost Writer" post at C. D. was the smell of rain, but petrichor [the aroma, not the word, though, I just now learned it] was the first thing I thought of while reading.
Can I do it justice?
dirt turns into mud
a soggy worm emerges
plus for petrichor
a pair of old socks
dangling sweaty unwashed feet
too much like wet dog
Bedtime in the summer - I'd go to sleep with this in my nostrils from the Hunt's canning plant.
catsup factory east toledo memory cooking tomatoes
I have no reason, nor even an excuse for my long hiatus from Carpe Diem, and certainly, I'm out of practice.
I have been busy, and making a lot of music, but that's nothing new. Anyway - here I am. For at least one day.
Our oldest granddaughter, Amanda, spent a week in New York with the Rockettes, then the following two weeks at the Cecchetti Ballet Council of America Summer Intensive at Hope College here in Michigan.
But all that is in the past now, so I wonder . . .
in quiet darkness does the stage floor remember feeling dancers' feet