gingko, Lambton Quay (05 June 2015)
After a simple lunch of donburi chicken from Wasabi Sushi in the James Cook Arcade, I returned to Lambton Quay and found myself standing under a canopy of gingko gold.
The photograph below – taken a little further down the street – is exactly thirteen months old. Click on it for a look at the piece I posted on 08 May 2014.
autumn reflection (05 May 2014)
The round moon rises,
rises above the high black
hill. Clouds await her.
(Monday 04 May 2015)
beetroot? avocado? No
comfort in autumn.
Chill winds and showers
call for a second cup of
hot black espresso.
(Thursday 19 March 2015)
All day I’ve noticed
folk wearing vermilion,
but still, since summer,
most of us have been wearing
this year’s fashion colour – black.
(Friday 13 March 2015)
“Vermilion is a brilliant red or scarlet pigment originally made from the powdered mineral cinnabar, and is also the name of the resulting color. It was widely used in the art and decoration of Ancient Rome, in the illuminated manuscripts of the Middle Ages, in the paintings of the Renaissance, and in the art and lacquerware of China, where it is often called ‘Chinese Red’.” (Wikipedia)
See also: Pigments through the Ages
On the scented tree
four orange butterflies rest –
and now, six, seven …
(09 March 2015)
Some weeks ago, striped caterpillars stripped bare the swan plant one of my neighbours had planted. We thought the ravening gluttons must have been eaten by birds. Somewhere nearby, however, certain of their relatives must have survived, pupated, then hatched.
rain, this morning’s air is sweet.
My neighbours have a
fragrant tree … and no, I don’t
know its botanical name.
(08 March 2015)
Tanka consist of five units (often treated as separate lines when romanized or translated) usually with the following pattern of on: 5-7-5-7-7.
The 5-7-5 is called the kami-no-ku (上の句 “upper phrase”), and the 7-7 is called the shimo-no-ku (下の句 “lower phrase”). (Wikipedia)
Pinned to autumn grey
the white disc has one soft edge …
two days still to go.
(06 March 2015)
In fact, 06 March 2015 is the night of the full moon. The observation underpinning the haiku took place two nights ago, but I have just finalised the text.
citrus moon plays peekaboo
behind wind-torn clouds.