01 • Waka the crowd pushes me out of my own head, faces turn away from my existence, waves pulled by the moon. 02 • Gogyohka Trio i walk alone for miles today with no umbrella to feel the world as it truly is. - rain restores equilibrium as it strikes my bare skin and runs down. - shivering with drenched clothes in the theater i sit and soak in their stares. 03 • Senryu you are like Jesus realizing the whole world— her shy eyes widen 04 • Boketto darkness beneath the station turns to rivulets of light drawing me like a riptide to the current of the evening train. cicadas in unison accompany the psalmist in his song.
#3 is a quote from one of my students when she learned that I liked rain and wind because they made me feel more alive. Truth is, I needed the rain and wind because I needed something tangible to bring strength to my roots. Living in Japan was almost an out-of-body experience at times, with little that felt “real” according to my past perception of reality in our Western mode of living.
My daily habit was to read Psalms and Proverbs on the train. I wrote at the time: “it:s terribly interesting to me how necessary reading and praying have become now that i have no real fellowship. it:s been just about a month now, and all i have is email … i don:t approach the Word with the "idea" that i:m going to read it. rather, it:s a thirst for it, almost a physical longing for the nourishment that i know it holds for me.”
Enjoying these, Mark! I especially love this set. The "waves pulled by the moon" metaphor, the water thread tying the whole thing together, the cicada ending. It vibrates with meaning and mystery. Exquisite.
I am in awe of people who write form poetry... this senryu in particular:
you are like Jesus
realizing the whole world—
her shy eyes widen.
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What a picture!