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One More Whirl with Basho

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Each haiku or senryu begins with a phrase culled from Basho: The Complete Haiku.
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
the lingering moon
tests my patience this evening—
my room is too small
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
in a rice paddy
your words coming to fullness
with the harvest moon
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
fading temple bell
the seeker’s anxiety
slips into silence
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
the smell of young grass
untainted by blood and gore
this April morning
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
four gates and four sects
one of them the hospital
at the ocean’s edge
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
to the wooden clogs
in the center of the court
setting up a shrine
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
still served with flowers
rosettes of orange Jell-O
blooming in my bowl
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
how pleasurable
holding three words on my tongue
until they mingle
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
the lay-monk’s thinness—
we know he won’t be with us
after the first frost
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
snow-covered mountains
sharing a meal together
fifty miles away
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
first wintry shower—
fluff from shattered milkweed pods
drifting from the north
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
an early winter
beggars pester passersby
for a few spare coins

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 178

Places

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~~ 1 ~~
 
A place of her own,
where she can dabble in words—
this is all she asks.
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
Three blasts of the horn—
again she loses her place
reading Hemingway.
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
She loses her place,
yet a new pathway unfolds,
tugging at her feet.
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
In her stained blue dress
she is not sure of her place
among the sisters.
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
In this hallowed place
she rests for an hour or two
before moving on.
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
A place of shining
in the center of darkness—
this is all she asks.
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
The thrill of the hunt
to find a place of her own
keeps driving her on.
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
Knick-knack paddy-whack—
isn’t there another place
that she could call home?
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
She devotes her skill
to finding the perfect place
to keep her secrets.
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
Her secrets in place,
she resolves not to reveal
them to anyone.
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
In this shallow place,
where nothing is asked of her,
she has found a home.

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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