Mindful Writing Day

I have been writing small stones for a while now and really appreciate the way they make me pay attention to the small things in life I might usually miss. Today is Mindful Writing Day: a day to slow down and write some small stones.

Here is my first stone of the day:

Grey air, grey light,
dull drip of descending water;
his eyes flicker open
but no light gleams in them.


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Autumn, chill and lonely comes

The beginning of autumn;

The sea and fields,

All one same green.

All along this road 

not a single soul – only 

autumn evening comes  

An autumn night;
don't think your life
didn't matter.

 

Will you turn toward me?

I am lonely, too,

this autumn evening.

- Basho

haiku by J. D. Salinger

The little girl on the plane
Who turned her doll's head around
To look at me

—J. D. Salinger