Reinventing the Life of a Poet in the Modern World

Tag: meditation

Haikus End & NaPoWriMo Beginning

I finally came to the end of 52 Haiku. Here is the full sequence. Many thanks to all the visitors to that year-long project.

In a few days I’ll be starting NaPoWriMo 2020 and this week I’m working on a sequence called The Death of Self Help (none too soon either considering coronavirus, which I predict will signal the end of the era of narcissism). I’m switching from the site Hello Poetry as it’s not a good fit anymore. Last year the bot-censors there did some strange re-editing of my poems around innocuous words. I’ll be posting the poems on a dedicated page at marymccray.com. Stay tuned.

52 Haiku, Week 2

Abq-riogThis is an Albuquerque Journal photograph of what the Rio Grande looks like down here in Albuquerque where the water is scarce and birds can wade across.

The Prompt: Connect

Again this week's prompt comes from the Zen by the Brush book by Myoshi Nancy O'Hara. 

Breathe a full circle.
Let go of expectation;
And then–true nature.
            – Myochi

Again, first task is to sit for a meditation on that for 5-10 minutes or however long you feel is good to you.

The Drawing

This was my second drawing on my sumi-e board and it took three attempts, of which the second permanently damaged the board. That was unexpected!

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In my first attempt, my breath didn't last but half a circle when the water/ink ran out. I had to wait for the board to dry. I resoaked my brush. The second time I freaked out and over-circled. This must be my true nature, judge-y. Anway, waiting for the final attempt, the board never fully evaporated. 

My Haiku

…inspired by the drawings. 

The path I cover:
Circle of water rippling
Concentric traces.

The Reflection

This isn't unrelated to what is going on in my life. A job opportunity I've had in the past has come around again. I'm figuratively in the early stages of retracing a circle of my past. Or I can think of it this way: the past is always within the present.

Now you try it.

 

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