Notes On Attention Paid

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02 Meditations

Haiku of Buson

… stars shining in the not-dark-yet sky… leeks and bare trees… the winter quilt is not long enough to cover head and toes… flitting bats, moonlight and plumb blossoms… peonies dropping their petals in little heaps… moored boat, end of spring… dew, still water, evening… flies, sick girl, summer heat… summer rains concealing the path… a gift of trout… dog barking, peddler, peach trees blooming… a visit to the scare crow and return…

… none of this morning’s haiku are about anything other than particular moments to which attention has been paid… this is how i think of my photography, my writing… me paying attention to what unfolds around me, and there are so many things, any one noticed is therefore notable… this is existence within the moment… why did this scene become a haiku and not that one?… why did i make this picture and not that one?… why do i write down what i write down?… there are no answers, only questions on questions… give up the questions that have no answers and just let it all be…