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Silent Explosions, Please

          Silent Explosions, Please The firefly Gives light To its pursuer. ~ Ōemaru The firefly gives gleams, Green light to its pursuer. Green again, again. ~ A haiku by Ōemaru westernized by Phillip Whidden Its green is life, permission, yes, and go. The green is...

Hesitancy

                 Hesitancy Being chased The firefly Hides in the moon. ~ Ryōta When poetry is analyzed too much, It starts to lose its meaning or its force. A haiku clarified with heavy touch Becomes transparent to the mind, of course, But dies inside the heart.  The...

Looking for His Love

           Looking for His Love   The first firefly! It was off, away,— The wind left in my hand.                        ~ Issa   The firefly lands by chance upon my hand And flashes there, blink, blink in twilight green. In growing darkness little glows expand,...

Stagey Witchiness

                 Stagey Witchiness Why bother with salvation when that “blonde” From bottles does the trick?  The Hollywood Of hocus pocus Harlow’s hair has spawned One billion knock offs.  Even Bollywood Would try the spell if it could get away With platinum...

Japanese and Chinese Poets Imagined Frogs Performing Poems

Japanese and Chinese Poets Imagined Frogs Performing Poems Te wo tsuite  uta mōshiaguru  kawazu hana   Placing his hands on Mud, the frog respectfully Recites his poem. ~ Sōkan Those poets speak of frogs producing lines Of poetry.  Such poets of the pond Gulp forth...