Carpe Diem Celebrates Its 8th Anniversary October 2020: #1835 caught by the call (Hando)
We were to create a poem in the sense and spirit of this poem by Hando
caught by the call
of the flowers and mountain, I forget
how steep the path is
© Hando
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Carpe Diem Celebrates Its 8th Anniversary October 2020: Carpe Diem #1834 sunflowers
Images are some of this past year’s work. The birds sold almost as soon as my sister hung it in her shop.
Carpe Diem Celebrates its 8th anniversary – Carpe Diem 1829 Introduction to a new month.
Carpe Diem #1820 Introduction to Shikoku Island
Carpe Diem #1612 Tan Renga Challenge Month 2019 (16) plumegrass
While you decline to cry,
high on the mountainside
a single stalk of plume grass wilts. © Ō no Yasumaro (circa 711), (Tr. Michael R. Burch)
beaten down by sun and wind
my heart echoes barren hill
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the sky is bluer
birds are singing once again
caressed by sunshine (C) Kim M. Russell
my love walks the garden
spring in each step
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full snow moon
stirs the ladybug
on cold bare branches © Hamish
easterly wind tugs my hair
a screech owl flies overhead
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water reflection–
a flying squirrel across
the wisteria’s mantle © Takarai Kikaku (Tr. unknown)
sunken leaves rise
stirred by a skipped stone
Carpe Diem #1518 Inkstone and pencil (free style)
Carpe Diem Special #214 Mandarin Duck by Buson
mandarin duck –
rain falls silently
from an oak © Yosa Buson (1716-1783)
Carpe Diem #884 on our way home: the scent of early rice, the tomb also shakes, autumn coolness, red more red, a lovely name, how pitiful
On our way home from our miniChristmas vacation, we discussed the Flying Squirrels that was in our rooms. He was captured humanely and we let him go. We had thick fog and beautiful cloudscapes to view as we came around each bend in the road. The car was full of the delicious smells of all the holiday baking we did on our trip.
This has been a year with many personal losses. Last November we unexpectedly lost a good family friend and then I found out that my best friend had developed yet another form of cancer. The first week in February I lost both of my hospice clients with whom we had a lot of family connections. The greatest losses were of my best friend in the summer and the loss of my father-in-law in October. Yet it also been a year filled with many joys. Through hospice I have reconnected with a dear friend as I have the blessing of working with her mother every week. We have also taken many trips and had the joy of time with our grandchildren. …And in February, I shall have a new granddaughter.
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