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  Olé Picasso!

  Picasso! Don’t look at nature after art to slight The art.  The point of art is not to ape But thinking.  Artists target to incite, Not prettify, but cause the mind to gape. To criticize a painting for a lack Of slavishness to facts is silliness Akin to faulting...

Shifting Knowledge

         Shifting Knowledge   “Know thyself” ~ the temple at Delphi The earth is slowing down its turning on Its axis; so it seems, at least.  The tides Have been impeding spinning since the dawn Of oceans and the sphere.  Our planet rides Through vastest vacuum of...

Grave

              Grave Beyond the light the morning star provides Are depths and distances behind, around, And promising.  They are eternal tides, Eternal only as such light is bound By borderlands of physics.  Morning star Illumination reaches from the dawn Of...

Love’s Lunge at Long Last

   Love’s Lunge at Long Last The moon in near remoteness, when compared With sun, and stars, and planets, makes its slow Fast way above us after being snared By gravity like weighty love below It, heft of earth’s devotion countless years Ago, four billion years ago...

“Zen” * and Ichinyo (如) Aikiya

“Zen” * and Ichinyo (如) Aikiya The brief and long are similar — the same, Says Buddha.  Bonsai in its little dish And Peony in vase have both one aim. This goal is much, much more than just a wish. Both items are the same, Gautama says. He knows the blossom has been...

Phases Fading

         Phases Fading Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The passing rain is Drying on the day-glory Which will die tonight. ~ Shiki The rain takes little care while dropping on The blossoms of the...