Often my thoughts wander into melancholy on my back patio.
I heard a loud squawking of crows the other day to find a murder gathered around a crow that had died. It seemed as though they were grieving and then plotting a revenge!
A photo and haiku of a lone bus stop chair in northern Japan. Recently published in Dust Poetry Magazine!
The days have been rainy and are now turning cold. Misawa winter is right around the corner.
Typhoon Dolphin has been pounding the eastern coast of Japan.
I always find myself at water’s edge for deep reflections.
Not all who wander are lost!
Alway be on the lookout for Godzilla in Japan! He found us in Morioka!
Morioka Road Trip!
Last weekend Melissa and I packed up the old Subaru with road trip essentials and headed to Morioka! Morioka is […]
I’ve been reading several books of haiku by some of the Japanese masters of the poetic form. Bashō, Buson, Issa to name a few. Some of the poetry is simply beautiful. Very simple, yet very powerful.