Seventy years and more

I have tasted life to its utmost

The stench of urine sticks to my bones.

What matter all these?

Ho! Where is the place I return to?

Above the peak the moonlight whitens

A clear wind blows.

Tosui Unkei

9.19.1683

death poem

moon set over Albuquerque

Clouds drifting off:

the sight of

moonlit heavens.

ukigumo no

harete jodo no

tsukimi kana

Kizan

8.15.1786

death poem

NEW WORK...

PAPER:COLOR:STICHES

Using left over paper from my Rakusu Project http://annecooperstudio.com/

Pet an equine week.

 Coping.

Jed

Lynda, Clio, Smokey

Clio

Smokey, Jed, Clio

gibbous moon and sunrise in Placitas

This final scene I'll not see
to the end - my dream
is fraying.


Sue ikki
mi hatenu yume no
hotsure kana

Choko 
10.2.1731
death poem

Today the sky above Mount Hiei, too,
takes off its clouds:
a change of robe.

Hie mo Kyo
kumo naki sora ya
koromogae

Shogo
4.3.1798
death poem