yes, how to release resentment, once it it caught…like the commom cold, it makes us feel terrible…
the answer is intriguing: as wind disperses water, not as water itself, but as droplets, vapour, …but slow enough, not like rainfall, like the slow erosion of stone, smoothened out …
wonderful and philosophical
Thank you all for your thoughtful reading and responses to my haiga. Standing on the shore of Lake Superior (where I took this photo) is like standing before Jung?s Collective Unconscious. It is a place of fathomless depth and expanse, where Psalm and philosophy intertwine with symbol and spirit to beget great questions, answers and meaning. . .
June 1st, 2018 at 9:12 am
Very nice!
June 1st, 2018 at 9:21 am
For me, the repetition of "water" is itself like an act of erosion. The parallel structure of the last two lines reminds me of Psalms.
June 1st, 2018 at 9:57 pm
yes, how to release resentment, once it it caught…like the commom cold, it makes us feel terrible…
the answer is intriguing: as wind disperses water, not as water itself, but as droplets, vapour, …but slow enough, not like rainfall, like the slow erosion of stone, smoothened out …
wonderful and philosophical
June 1st, 2018 at 9:57 pm
Very poetic and philosophical!
a lone myna
high in the sky
the kite
descends on its weight
holding the silent wind
Pravat Kumar Padhy
Publication Credit:Cattails, April 2017
I scream
in the vacuum of loneliness
and talk to myself
reading the pages of remembrance
with a request wind to reply my voice
Pravat Kumar Padhy
Publication Credit: LYNX, Vol XXVII, Feb 2012
June 2nd, 2018 at 10:35 am
Thank you all for your thoughtful reading and responses to my haiga. Standing on the shore of Lake Superior (where I took this photo) is like standing before Jung?s Collective Unconscious. It is a place of fathomless depth and expanse, where Psalm and philosophy intertwine with symbol and spirit to beget great questions, answers and meaning. . .
June 12th, 2018 at 6:29 am
I guess the first step is knowing that you've caught it. Philosophical haiku.
marion