Category Archives: Week 6: The Order of Here and Now

Leaving my house this morning, I was blinded by the bright snow and felt the surprisingly warm air hug my body—I was experiencing the mythical Medford-spring. The sound of a glistening stream Rolling down Besides melting snow. I love the … Continue reading →

Nothing that stood out this week. It seems odd that during the one week we really focused on lyrical poetry I did not experience any particular moments that struck me, at least enough to inspire poetic reflection later.  It makes … Continue reading →

I tried to delay my posting as long as I could to have a last minute poetic moment, but it just didn’t happen this week. To be honest, when this week’s lesson began I was a bit confused. The concept … Continue reading →

I was walking down the hill from Tisch Library to the campus center late at night when I looked up and saw the glimmer of snowflakes falling in line of a bright light on the roof of the campus center. … Continue reading →

Smoking under a tree when it was raining, in the afternoon. A tall tree- Droplets of rain In the wind   (No picture assigned for this week).   We focused mainly on Bashō and his poetry this week. I found … Continue reading →

I did not have a lyrical moment this week. Our discussions last week made me think about the nature of Basho’s poetic journey and his idea of fueki ryuko, “the unchanging and the ever-changing” (Inouye 74). We find ourselves once … Continue reading →

I’m from Arizona, I don’t understand this weird half-rain half-snow thing New England seems to like to do. Drops of ice Shapeless in the light Still wet. (No image was demarcated in the slides this week.) When I think of … Continue reading →

The other day I was going for a run and could not tell if snow or rain was falling from the sky. Snow or rain? Both become water On foreheads  There was no drawing posted for this week. We are … Continue reading →

I was taking a walk late Sunday afternoon when, turning a corner, I was surprised as the new spring sun hit my face and I could feel its warmth on my cheeks.   I emerge The sun strikes my face. … Continue reading →

This past weekend I exited a friends apartment and saw how beautiful the city looked at night during a light snow. A light snow silently falls in the city   One of the concepts we covered this week, the Bodhisattva … Continue reading →