David, my Australian poet friend, suggested that I use this form during the Henro Pilgrimage. He thought the lack of rules and the resulting flexibility might make it very adaptable to whatever I find as I travel through both physical and mental space. Additionally, it is very suitable as part of a threesome (prose, poetry, and drawing), each expressing a different aspect of the subject. The following is a first attempt using a fib and based on looking out of the teachers' room at Miyagi Gakuen University this morning and seeing a fire in the foothills 10 kilometers away. The column of smoke is visible in the center of the picture.
The steel gray sky, with a hint of snow, merges with the winter-bared mountains, causing burning emotions as cold as the air. A glaze of emptiness - both Buddhist and emotional - settles over the world. A shaft of smoke rising out of the purple foothills connects the fire on the ground with the unseen, but blazing, sun in the sky. The pure white smoke a symbol of the fire's purification - the ultimate interconnectedness and emptiness of all.
fire
in
the hills,
sky above:
white smoke linking them;
each as empty as the others
in
the hills,
sky above:
white smoke linking them;
each as empty as the others
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