When I was in junior high school, we had an assignment to write a poem that I completely forgot about. When the teacher asked for the poem, I took out a piece of paper and quickly scribbled down a haiku. A few weeks later, I was called in front of the class and given a poetry award. My poem was later published in an anthology.
Running through the fields
I see a green grasshopper
Dead under my feet
Recently, Rarasaur prompted us to post something “Wabi-Sabi”:
“Wabi-sabi is a way of seeing the world that is at the heart of Japanese culture. It finds beauty and harmony in what is simple, imperfect, modest, natural, and mysterious. It can be a little dark, but it is also warm and comfortable. It may be best understood as a feeling, rather than as an idea.” – Mark Reibstein and Ed Young
Being Japanese American, I combined things that already existed to create a something new. (Headphonesu+tapeu leecorda makeu Walkuman) Old poem+new worldview makeu New Post. Hoollay!
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Do you see beauty in impermanence, imperfection, or incompleteness? Please share.