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# 1 photo: Tiffany Stained Glass Window
For Annie Kane 1926
One of tryptic:
Alpha: Angel of the Nativity


# 2 photo: The small intimate chapel to the left of the main altar
inside St. Saviour’s Episcopal Church, Bar Harbor, ME

Last week, I went to St. Saviours Episcopal Church in
Bar Harbor, primarily to hear Chimesmaster Ilia Karp play
St. Saviour’s bells church bells.
I planned enough time to walk thru the church
and take time looking at the stained glass windows.
Joan, myself and often Ralph with us,
over the years spent many occasions at the church
for various programs.
The window that I have here is the one that started me
down memory lane about the times at the church with Joan.
It is near the front door and amazing. Another particular
space was the small chapel where Joan and I had attended,
I believe it was Morning Prayer, during a workshop.
The feeling of intimacy and the Holy Spirit is what I recall now.
Carillon bells
heard over the village
Amazing Grace
memories stirred
sentimental journey
written June 13, 2018 // Joan died April 13, 2018
TPOS prompt: June 29 tanka prose
TPOS prompt: February 4 2013 memory/experience

# 1 photo: Tiffany Stained Glass Window
For Annie Kane 1926
One of tryptic:
Alpha: Angel of the Nativity
# 2 photo: The small intimate chapel to the left of the main altar
inside St. Saviour’s Episcopal Church, Bar Harbor, ME





prompt: Happy Hands \(^^)/
what you say to get a good photo
think happy happy
together for always
smiles light the world
day spent in idyllic setting
smiles for life is wonderful




Kathabella Wilson prompt

“happy hands” or whatever you say to get the picture…


(Somehow I had the idea, one day, to say “happy hands”!

This is what happens!

All the different personalities,

exuberant and sweet,

humorous and jubilant…’

come into play.

This was a wonderful celebation

the Friday Poets themselves put together

at our home for Kathabela’s birthday…

this is the finale photo. I said –“happy hands”

and look what happened.

What do you say when you want tp take a photo

that shows the personalities and spirit of a group…

and what do YOU think of “happy hands”??)




Kathabela Wilson wrote for the prompt:

We all know that life is challenging, changeable full of the unexpected and difficult. 

How do we deal with this? 

We’ve seen animals adapting to loss, and incapacity,

 and we all have such examples in our own lives and those we love. 

What are the ways of coping, confronting the natural and unnatural forces of life, 

the mishaps and the tragedies?

What have you observed,

 felt, what tangible examples

 of dealing with life’s challenges 

can you express in your tanka? 

How have you done this yourself? 

Sometimes we can help each other,

 but ultimately it is our own task and 

we are prey to the weaknesses of chemistry, 

environment and life itself.



MY RESPONSE: (I am 70 as I write this)


my mind says 

I’m in my twenties…

body says, “you wish’

mind says ok forty

body says get a walker



I find it is true … what “elderly” people

told me when I worked in a nursing facility.

If they didn’t have what ever problem required

them to be in a nursing facility,

they felt usually in their 30’s mentally.

At 70, I find it difficult to believe that I cannot

do, have the stamina to do what I did when I was

in my twenties, thirties, even older.  


photo from the Peeps photo site


Wednesday June 11, 2014 prompt: the details of celebration 

(traditions made by you or others) from Takayama, Japan

(my response tanka at the end in blue)


(Walking into the immense exhibition hall

of intricately carved wooden “floats”

in Takayama the variety and beauty

of human celebration gleamed

amidst glass reflections of amazing detail.


When they are in action,

twice a year the floats

are pulled across the red bridges of Takayama

and through the streets with traditional music

and is a great and beloved spectacle. 


Many have large marionettes

 as part of their carvings,

 one float takes eight puppeteers 

to enact the traditional gestures. 


There are in all of our personal histories, 

detailed traditions that are dear and intricate, 

and many that we ourselves create, 

and repeat, 

more private, personal, 

but with the same kind of powerful significance 

that grows with repetition, 

and becomes more intricate. 


When we were in the giant glass exhibition hall 

I was reminded of my tradition of saving broken things, 

my clear jars filled with colorful wonders, 

the collection growing more intricate

 (and humorous- it even contains my two small red cameras 

that stopped working with their lenses stuck out on our last trip to Japan! )


The clear glass viewing jars 

seem opposite and miniature 

and yet in tune with 

the glorious spectacle before us. 


Also the celebration of friends 

about to happen tonight, 

came happily to my imagination. 


During the visit in Hakone, 

where we travel today, 

some traditional meeting details 

will be enacted for sure. 


Mariko Kitakuboand I 

will one of the days where our “twin dresses” 

(costumes of celebration) 

we bought together on Catalina Island. 

I have the kimono she gave me in my suitcase… 

and there are other happy gestures 

that are details of our play. 


Kris Kondo will also join us, 

and I will wear the fantastic earrings 

she made as part of my costume. 

All the details and objects of association 

become like family treasures, 

cherished and brought out 

especially for the occasions of our meetings. 


What detailed traditional objects and ceremonies 

have you created yourself,

simple or elaborate,

that have strong associations,

meanings of the heart for you?


Also family traditions

that are unique to place and personal creation?


How do they open in meaning and power in your tanka?)


Kathabela Wilson's photo.
Kathabela Wilson's photo.



visiting “the sisters”
swimming and yummy cook out
cheers for S’mores 
santa’s, pumpkins, goblins chicks 

peeps and chocolate sublime
note: “the sisters” are my 3 sister in-laws
and I fondly call them “the sisters” when
referring to them together

(cKathabela Wilson  ..May 23 prompt: reuniting with old friends (Yiwei Huang, Shanghai, 2014)
Friday May 23, 2014 prompt: reuniting with an old friend on a journey
by Kathabela Wilson
(One of the highlights of this trip happened already!
It was to meet with Yiwei Huang.
Yiwei, a young mathematician ….
home from Singapore 
where he was getting his Phd 
was assigned 3 years ago 
to show us his home city of Nanjing 
and to lead us up Yellow Mountain. 
Our glorious adventures 
and our poetic collaborations 
joined our hearts, 
and he has translated hundreds 
of your tanka written for Tong Zhang 
and performed them a year ago 
for her by visiting with a power point. 
Now he is beginnng more translations 
of your newer tanka on her art. 
He is here for the conference 
and the joyous nature of the reunion is evident.
 What have been your reunions on your journey? 
We also have already had the joy 
of reuniting with Johannes Siemons, 
who was our host two years ago in Tuscany 
where we lived with him for a week
 in the 14th century stone house 
he restored there in the small village in Caprio. 
We have traveled many times with him, 
our ideal traveling companion 
and to be together is a joy and inspiration. 
How have reunions on your journey
been important to your life and art,
how do they sing in your tanka?
#1 Tanka reply:
journey reunions
not always what one wishes
exciting phone call
travel for hours ~ and then ~
still don’t enjoy her company
* Note:
Maine is a long state…I live
mid-way on the Downeast Coast
and after a days work, traveled
3 hours to meet someone in Porland
I hadn’t seen in many years ~ thinking
maybe we both have changed with age.
Then i just left and went home
~ but at least I tried, and now I know.



#2  Tanka reply:
phone call out of blue
good grief ~ half hour away
have RV will travel
will we recognize each other
he looks like his dad ~ I like mine !
I was a teen, he in his twenties
when we last were in the same place.
Our fathers were brothers.
We spent two wonderful days,
my cousin and his wife,
my husband, adult daughter and
her chidren,
reminiscing about times we spent
together and learning about each
other and our families.

sign on table at China Hill, Ellsworth, Maine, USA.  (c) 2014 Saradunn
bright come hither signs 
tempting signs sprout like weeds

drool starting words.
homemade equals “real butter”
calories eak out the sides


inspiration note:
Dom DeLuise,
long ago on
“Hollywood Squares”
was asked
“how many calories
in a Snickers candy bar? ”
Dom: “none”…pause
“if you break it in half
he pantomimed
and shook the invisible candy bar
“pouring” the calories out 
For Tanka Poets on Site/facebook
photo May 2014 Kathabela Wilson

photo (c) 2014 Saradunn


My inspiration:
sign with display at the local
Middle School. I did not have
permission to photograph the
art work.

second grade students
intrigued by imaginary creatures
illusion spells belief
1,  The Chimera was, 
according to Greek mythology,
a monstrous fire-breathing creature 
of Lycia in Asia Minor, 
composed of the parts of three animals
 — a lion, a snake and a goat
2.  illusion



written for facebook page.

NaHaiWriMo facebook site encourages

other than the standard 5-7-5 haiku forms.

It is a place to  have fun, play creatively,

experiment, try something new, practice

writing haiku daily.