Posts tagged ‘Haiku’
Apr 22
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Round the bipedal ring
“Who tells a finer tale than any of us. Silence does.” —Isak Dinesen
The tone of gloaming fog
A horn croaks like a frog
A long low silent moan
A windblown hollow log
Silence is as deep as eternity, speech as shallow as time.
—Thomas Carlyle
“A harvest of peace grows from seeds of contentment.” –Indian proverb
In the preface of history
Humans are made with invention
By the grace of their deities
The sublime in their perfection
The contented man can be happy with what appears to be useless.
—Hung Ko
Apr 5
“To become a philosopher, start by walking very slowly.” —Nassim Nicholas Taleb
Curling a toe
At the pace of the light
Creeping up the face of the night
As owls hoot and cocks crow
Commences the first step
In the art of the flaneur
It is a good idea to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark so that all its shy presence may haunt you and possess you in a reverie of suspended thought.
—James Douglas
“I never saw a painting that would not be improved by the addition of tropical fish.” —John Cooper Clarke
One need not be golden to be pretty, but if not being pretty, one is being seafood.
Sometimes, when the water is quiet, you can almost hear the fish laughing at you.
—Anon
“Aim at heaven and you will get earth thrown in. Aim at earth and you get neither.” —C. S. Lewis
Of the first heaven of heavenly fame
Second heaven was a reflection
The creator of both the same
The artist in heaven one
The intellect of the wise is like glass; it admits the light of heaven and reflects it.
—Augustus Hare
“Colors, like features, follow the changes of the emotions.” —Pablo Picasso
Three señoritas sit in the sun, phrasing its aesthetic rays.
El Greco! Goya! Velázquez!
I hold the imitation of color to be the greatest difficulty of art.
—El Greco
“All human things of dearest value hang on slender strings.” —Edmund Waller
Strummed strings of melody
Thrumming in harmony
With the lyre of Hermes
Of these we sing
But the lover’s power is the poet’s power. He can make love from all the common strings with which this world is strung.
—Amelia Barr
“Our world isn’t made of earth, air and water or even molecules and atoms; our world is made of language..” —Tom Robbins
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The rising and setting of the sun: a metaphor of a day on a spinning ball of words in a universe of verse.
Perhaps things are not things but words: metaphors, words for other things.
—Octavio Paz
“All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.” —Ernest Hemingway
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