Category: Beauty

Presents of Mind: Haiku and Illustrations by Jim Kacian. Bilingual edition (2006): English and Japanese.

Today I am pleased to share a few excerpts from Presents of Mind, by Jim Kacian (Red Moon Press).

 
Haiku is composed of language.
It cannot be composed of silence.
 
But unlike most language,
haiku does not attempt to oppose silence.
It attempts to point to silence.
 
Haiku can set into motion
oscillations in the silence between us.
 
In this way haiku can be poised
between language and silence.
In this way it can suggest
the centrality of silence.
 
Where silence is shared,
we are all present. 
 
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Reprinted with kind permission from Jim Kacian.
Presents of Mind (2006)
Red Moon Press
 
 

Jim Kacian is Founder and Director of The Haiku Foundation, a non-profit organization dedicated to archiving of the achievements of our first century of English-language haiku, and creating opportunities for our second; creator and owner of Red Moon Press, the largest and most prestigious publishing house dedicated to English-language haiku in the world; and the author of 15 books of haiku and related works.

The Wikipedia article about Jim Kacian includes additional information.

Post updated on July 8, 2015.

MOTHERS’ DAY by Win Couchman

Mothers’ Day

Small,
I knelt
on ungiving
linoleum.
Restless,
peeking,
uneasy.

Around me
larger backsides,
bigger shoes
than mine
loomed below
bent shoulders,
bowed heads.

My mother
and mother’s mother
and assorted saints
of their generations
were kneeling.

Fifty years
and more
have gone.
And I remember:
They prayed.

Reprinted here with Win’s permission.  From her book:  “Don’t Call Me Spry:” Creative Possibilities for Later Life.   Harold Shaw Publishers.  1990.

Photo of Lake Michigan by Karl Olinger.

Mother’s Day in May: A Remembrance with Psalm 131: 1-2 (KJV)


My mom is in Heaven. During the caregiving years, our friendship grew in a new way:  my mother in her 80s and me in my 40s.    Many have similar stories…

By God’s grace, following her passing in 2004,  a new chapter has grown and is growing.  It is different and beautiful in its own way.

Mom loved the King James Version of the Bible.

  The following seems to fit with this Post.

LORD, my heart is not haughty,

nor mine eyes lofty:

 neither do I exercise myself in great matters,

 or in things too high for me.

Surely I have behaved and quieted myself,

as a child that is weaned of his mother:

 my soul is even as a weaned child.

Psalm 131: 1-2 (KJV)

Psalm 65 The River Of God

 

Thou visitest the earth,

and waterest it:

thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God,

which is full of water:

thou preparest them corn,

when thou hast so provided for it.

Psalm 65: 9 (KJV)

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Post updated: 3/5/2013.

Photo of corn courtesy of wpclipart.com.
The photo of primroses is by Karl.