using an expression
my father used--
understanding it

—Norman Darlington
        

About the author: Norman Darlington lives in rural Ireland surrounded by the sights and smells that provide constant inspiration for his work. He has been published, on- and off-line, on three continents.


It is the philosophy and art of Taneda Santoka, his marrying of the spiritual with the earthy and mundane, and his total identity of life and art, which form the single most important influence on Norman's work. You can see some of his photo-haiga at Norman’s haiga


Responses to the haiku for 8 January 2004 by Norman Darlington

  1.  
    Narayanan Raghunathan (mahashishta at hotmail dot com)
    2004-01-08 04:04:43
     

    This is surely a very deep and exceptional senryu[haiku]. My father is laid up and I also help him . My response.

    bathing my father
    I sing Bhairavi ~
    birds bead silences ~

    Note: Bhairavi is the name of a Raaga.

  2.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-01-08 06:27:00
     

    winter day
    outside my window -
    umbrella tree awaits the rain
    -
    an angel
    mercy flight -
    without wings
    -
    wintry afternoon
    on my patio -
    barren rose bushes
    -
    neon signs flashing
    darken font
    on the horizon, new moon

    -

  3.  
    john tiong chunghoo (bagiruang at yahoo dot com)
    2004-01-09 10:26:01
     

    norman, very deep indeed. nice to see you here again.

    new season
    the story told
    by my senses

  4.  
    Richard Goring
    2004-01-10 09:56:27
     

    Excellent, Norman. It speaks to me of the boy becoming the man - and maybe a 'chip off the old block' at that.

    looking at
    my son's photo     I see
    my father's face

  5.  
    ed markowski
    2004-01-12 11:29:35
     

    winter solstice...
    dad cues up
    some billie holiday

  6.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-08-01 15:53:42
     

    at my grandmother's knees
    ... way it used to be

    my daughter's story, too



    -

  7.  
    Ellen G. Olinger (ElinGrace at wi dot rr dot com)
    2004-08-27 07:54:33
     

    Love for you
    became her care
    until she joined you there--
    grief gives way to fields & wind
    and now I hear your voice again

    for Harold A. Borgh

  8.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-09-28 10:47:32
     

    one of those days -
    standstill commuter traffic
    seagull stands in fast lane

  9.  
    Vasile Moldovan
    2005-08-27 23:18:43
     

    An old memory
    about my late father...
    his alive language

  10.  
    b.m.r.
    2009-01-30 18:09:01
     

    an epiphany
    knowing when to get out of the rain
    i was wrong

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