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Post by Matsushima Matataro on Feb 26, 2011 11:47:58 GMT -5
snowing outside again
one becomes weary of the
unchanging season
eternally frozen hands
such is my life in Northshield
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Saionji Shonagon
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Feb 27, 2011 12:43:03 GMT -5
Nice first attempt. You're writing in English, not translating Japanese: don't be afraid to write in complete sentences.
A neighbor's dog barks
As sun streams through a window,
Prodding me awake.
Another storm has passed and
Surely spring can't be far off.
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Post by Noriko on Feb 27, 2011 13:11:48 GMT -5
Envoy from the East
Offers kind words of comfort
and pairs of mittens.
We have had so much snow here,
it would bury the Celtics.
(there's an info graphic around the web showing how much snow we've had in relation to the heights of two players for the Celtics...)
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Post by Matsushima Matataro on Feb 27, 2011 15:33:43 GMT -5
It's warmer today,
Although I soon find my thoughts
Are still not at peace.
Perhaps a change of climate!
The Kingdom of Atenveldt?
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Post by crimsongriffin28 on Mar 1, 2011 5:03:34 GMT -5
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Post by Suzuki Ken'ichi on Mar 1, 2011 12:32:34 GMT -5
The Aten sun shines
from a sky so hard and blue.
Everyone wants to
Be a Ysgie when the cold
winds of winter blow at home.
(I take liberty, of course, as Aten means sun, but it's true... people only talk about coming to Tir Ysgithr when it's winter where they are 8) )
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Post by Matsushima Matataro on Mar 1, 2011 14:27:25 GMT -5
The Aten sun shines
from a sky so hard and blue.
Matataro heeds
the calling of the Twin Moons
as well as the Aten sun.
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Post by Suzuki Ken'ichi on Mar 1, 2011 14:38:48 GMT -5
The Twin Moons, The Mount
of Thunder, the Granite Mount,
the Weathered Mount,
the Southern Black Boar's wide land
All melt in Aten summer sun.
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Post by Matsushima Matataro on Mar 3, 2011 14:37:03 GMT -5
Sitting, at my desk,
Radio in the background,
My thoughts are far off.
Excited for the battle
Escaping from the mundane.
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Post by Matsushima Matataro on Mar 3, 2011 14:57:22 GMT -5
Brothers and Sisters
Gather together tonight
To practice battle.
Swords clashing both sword and shield
They battle as mortal foes.
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Post by Suzuki Ken'ichi on Mar 3, 2011 15:40:53 GMT -5
Our Dojo is open
to the sky. Brown, sun-burnt grass,
no tatami floor.
But oh! Is our sword way
not a practice of great joy?
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Post by Ishikawa Ayame on Mar 3, 2011 17:33:40 GMT -5
Oh! How exciting
Leaving behind mundane things
Learning something new
Exchanging denim for silk
Meeting with friends old and new
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Post by Matsushima Matataro on Mar 4, 2011 12:58:38 GMT -5
This young samurai in
An old man’s body is sore.
Beaten and bruised
Living vicariously
Far away from the mundane.
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Post by Suzuki Ken'ichi on Mar 4, 2011 14:17:53 GMT -5
Full twenty long years
have I been a lone wave-man
awash on the fate-sea.
Now the summer ends and I
face the bitter winter wind.
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Saionji Shonagon
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Mar 4, 2011 18:02:12 GMT -5
She wonders sometimes
Who the stranger is gazing
Back from the mirror.
Somewhere, behind silver hairs
And laugh lines a girl remains.
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