Over the days that the bright pink cherry blossoms fell like snow around Marcus Garvey Park in Harlem, two hearts formed out negative space appeared. We found the perfect Basho haiku to accompaniment them:
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Over the days that the bright pink cherry blossoms fell like snow around Marcus Garvey Park in Harlem, two hearts formed out negative space appeared. We found the perfect Basho haiku to accompaniment them:
Read MoreWe read haiku often for the power they offer in just a few lines; they are HELPFUL, always offering a shift of our thinking and deepening of the moment. Jane Hirschfield illuminated why.
Read MoreYou have only to search MIRROR on Improvised Life to find evidence of an obsession. Not to look at one’s self. But to angle them in such a way as to SEE a bigger view. Take these port-hole mirrors, for example…and Basho’s haiku…
Read MoreFor a summer evening, some lovely silent videos of fireflies, haiku from centuries ago, and a hint at their secret flashcode.
Read MoreOne of the best titled leaps we’ve seen (in our vast collection): William Wegman’s For a Moment He Forgot Where He Was a Jumped into the Ocean. THAT is how we would love to live our life:
Read MoreWe thought these extraordinary photographs of walking Japan’s ancient deep forest pilgrimage path would be a fine wait to start the week. And of course we found poems to accompany them…
Read More(Video link HERE.) Cody Townsend skiing down a sheer face in a space between two rock walls no wider than a supermarket aisle reminded us of the narrow path that we all, at times, have to navigate (whether by choice or circumstance)… …which made us think of Oku no Hosomichi, “The Narrow Path to/of the Interior” by Japanese poet…
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