the courage of change
old man river can attest
lurking of springtime
Frank Tassone’s #Haikai Challenge #127 (2/22/20): waters of spring (haru no mizu)
This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to the waters of spring (haru no mizu).
-Eugi
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Absolutely beautiful.
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Thank you, Lucy! 😊
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Beautiful eugenia! ❤
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Thank you very much! 😊
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Very lovely!
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Thanks so much, Deborah! 😊
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My pleasure! ❤
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WOW, this is Nice–your lines and the photo!
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Thank you, Rhen! 😊
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Most welcome 🙂
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Aaaah lovely!!! Capturing the change happening right in front of us.
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Thank you so much, Pallavi!
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #6: Eugenia’s latest haiku for my current #Haikai Challenge!
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Lovely!!
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Thank you, Sadje!
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A pleasure!
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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i can’t imagine what would happen if the rivers ever stopped running. Fresh and clean is what spring brings. Nicely done!
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Thank you very much!
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You are welcome!
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Lovely! But now I’ll be humming Old Man River all day 🙂
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Thank you and I was curious about who would know Old Man River. 😉
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My problem is that I don’t quite have Paul Robeson’s range. When it gets to the particularly low bass notes, I begin to sound a bit like a frog 🙂
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Lovely! I am eagerly awaiting spring!
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Me too!
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This is like the concise and gentle version of The Butcher… ROFL
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😂
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Nice imagery. Spring can lurk as much as it wants.
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Yes, I wish it would lurk a little harder where I live. It’s cold, grey and rainy.
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love the way your haiku does that little turn in the second line, old giving in to new
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Thank you, Gina/
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I love this, Eugi! “Lurking” is a cool word to attach to spring, like it is hiding, just waiting to make its move. Wonderful
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Thank you, Tanya!
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And it is a beauty when it shows itself, isn’t it!! Beautiful!!!
Pat
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Yes, it is, indeed!
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Beautiful.
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Thank you! 😉
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Change is the only true constant. May our rivers of hope and caring rise above the banks to comfort humanity 🙂
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