The crowds have left the beaches and a new calm returns. We are grateful the sand remains as pure and clean as we found it in our lockdown days. The rising sun takes the edge of the sharp wind that blows in from the North. As Eivor chases a yellow ball, we reflect how all that’s gone before has brought us to this moment.
new coolness even in circles the path remains a path
I decided to change the title for my Friday posts. Formerly, it was What’s Making Me Happy, but I had borrowed this from the excellent podcast Pop Culture Happy Hour, and I thought maybe it would be best to have something different. There is a fine line between admiration and plagiarism, and I didn’t want to cross it.
So now the title will be Friday Favorites, but the content will be the same as I list things that made me happy or caught my attention during the week. Often I list three things, but today there will only be one as it needs to stand by itself.
We are deeply honoured and delighted to share our haiku with haiku friends in the world and appreciate each other’s haiku as part of the World Haiku Series 2019, celebrating the 330th anniversary of Bashõ’s visit to Kisakata at the same time. A special thank you to Mr Hidenori Hiruta for his beautiful Japanese translations.
Dreamcatcher was first published in Frameless Sky Issue 12, a poetry video journal featuring artwork by Hemapriya Chellappan, music by Corine Timmer and poems from more than fifty poets from all corners of the world. A very big thank you to Christine L Villa and Shloka Shankar for featuring my poem and putting this beautiful edition together.
Into the Warp and Woof, an anthology with a selection of contributions from the first ten issues of Frameless Sky, is now available in pdf and paperback format from Velvet Dusk Publishing.
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Camera: Canon Powershot SX60 HS, Settings: f/4.5 – 1/1000 s – ISO 100, f/4 – 1/1000 s – ISO 100 and f/5 – 1/1000 s – ISO 125.
The sea retreats as the sun rises, leaving ripples in sand and glittering water. It’s great to be back on the beach. Pearl runs after balls and catches them mid-air. Eivor walks more quietly and gazes past the headland. We both rest our eyes on the mountains and hear a gentle voice saying Stay, stay a little longer.
august moon walking through tidal pools a star follows