In the distant past, an archaeologist
Haikuist and storyteller
Three score years and ten
@MasayukiTsuda2 #globalmuseum #books #travel #19thcentury
@MasayukiTsuda2 #globalmuseum #books #travel #19thcentury
The grave of a sculptor in Malmö, Sweden. (Also the first linocut I've made for maybe 30 years). #art #cemeteries #linocut #sculpture #Malmö
The grave of a sculptor in Malmö, Sweden. (Also the first linocut I've made for maybe 30 years). #art #cemeteries #linocut #sculpture #Malmö
winter is sharpening
its thorns
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
and Stoppard Are Dead
#tanka
#haikufeels (thorn)
#micropoetry
winter is sharpening
its thorns
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
and Stoppard Are Dead
#tanka
#haikufeels (thorn)
#micropoetry
covered with newspapers
the other half holds
every element
heavier than iron
#TankaThursday (table)
#tanka
covered with newspapers
the other half holds
every element
heavier than iron
#TankaThursday (table)
#tanka
not a single idea
for a tanka
the floorboards above creak
under the weight of a stranger
#TankaThursday (cellar)
#tanka
#micropoetry
not a single idea
for a tanka
the floorboards above creak
under the weight of a stranger
#TankaThursday (cellar)
#tanka
#micropoetry
#SmallPoemSunday
W. S. Merwin - an excerpt from the poem Berryman
<…>
you can't you can never be sure
you die without knowing
whether anything you wrote was any good
if you have to be sure don't write.
Alt includes longer excerpt & commentary. I’ll link the full poem shortly.
#SmallPoemSunday
W. S. Merwin - an excerpt from the poem Berryman
<…>
you can't you can never be sure
you die without knowing
whether anything you wrote was any good
if you have to be sure don't write.
Alt includes longer excerpt & commentary. I’ll link the full poem shortly.
a crystal clear photograph
of smog
#DailyHaikuPrompt #foggy
#senryu #haiku
#micropoetry
a crystal clear photograph
of smog
#DailyHaikuPrompt #foggy
#senryu #haiku
#micropoetry
my mother's
schooldays
#PJJournal
#prompt 6 (suffrage)
#senryu
My mother was born after the era of the suffragettes but she always remembered a teacher who came to school every day (in the 1940s) in suffragette colours
my mother's
schooldays
#PJJournal
#prompt 6 (suffrage)
#senryu
My mother was born after the era of the suffragettes but she always remembered a teacher who came to school every day (in the 1940s) in suffragette colours
at the bottom
of the pile a book
of my chess genius
and sketches of you
before you moved
brushing fragments
of the eraser
off the page
along with
your face
you're still there
in the soft paper
intaglio
#TankaThursday (erase)
#tanka
at the bottom
of the pile a book
of my chess genius
and sketches of you
before you moved
brushing fragments
of the eraser
off the page
along with
your face
you're still there
in the soft paper
intaglio
#TankaThursday (erase)
#tanka