A photo memory of walking on Dungeness beach a few years back inspires todays Haiku. Decay everywhere, boats, sheds, tracks and nets, nothing lasts, a whole industry destroyed by political and corporate greed.
“The smell of the sea,
The Two Doctors
Torn nets hanging on rotten wood,
Like a Betamax.”
Categories: Haiku
Haiku #35 Old Times Happy Days 
Haiku #34 The Dunes 
Haiku #32 The Bee Orchid 
Haiku #31 England’s small farms 
The Two Doctors 
Wabi Sabi photography and poetry in a modern context. Well done, Dr B.
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Thanks Patrick another big compliment and I’ve learnt something from you again. I naturally know of Buddha’s three marks of existence but not the cross over with Japanese aesthetics which I had to look up. Must learn more.
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