Winter Almost Over

Spring in the step of shoppers.
Cloud cows browse the blue above.
Many forms, one purity.

-Jeronimus

Fujitaka

Inishie mo
Ima mo kawaranu
Yo no naka ni
Kokoro no tane wo
Nokosu koto no ha

In this world that remains,
Past and present
Unchanged,
I leave these words:
Seeds of my spirit.

-Fujitaka
Upon receiving this poem, Emperor Goyozei ordered an end to the siege of the castle
in which Fujitaka expected to be killed.
The pen was proved mightier than the sword.
This is not a haiku.

As I dried my sleeves,
drenched with chrysanthemum dew,
did an age slip by?


Jeronimus, after the ancient Japanese poet Sosei Hoshi

1)
a moment,
the waves show
the water beneath

2)
ah!
the butterflies'
shadow

3)
sleeping
after graduation -
dreams of cotton in the wind

4)
opening the door
to sweep the dirt out -
heavy summer rain

-Bhalachandra

Hydrangeas

A recent painting, acrylic on canvas, 12 x 12 inches.

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Blue clouds, brains of rain,

'vessels of water', in Greek.

What angel arranged hydrangeas?

- Jeronimus

Pine trunks creak in the breeze,
as if an old chest had closed
- winter afternoon

-Jeronimus