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Ciel en fête

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Ciel en fête.

La voiture roule à travers la campagne normande. Nous arrivons dans la grosse bourgade du Neubourg, pour assister au spectacle du 14 juillet.
Peu de places de stationnement …, mais il en reste toutefois quelques unes. Après nous être garés, nous nous pressons vers le vieux château qui se trouve un peu à l’écart du centre ville. Il n’y a qu’à suivre la foule. La nuit commence à tomber. Une atmosphère joyeuse règne partout. Chacun est à son poste, le moment approche. C’est alors qu’arrive le chariot chargé de révolutionnaires – petits et grands, pavoisant aux couleurs de la République. Il est suivi par une horde de sans culottes modernes dont les faces réjouies se reflètent à la lueur des flambeaux. Soudain, l’éclairage municipal s’éteint.
Attente fiévreuse –
quelques étoiles scintillent
sur le firmament

A travers la haie entourant les ruines du château on voit quelques lumières vaciller dans le feuillage d’un bouquet d’arbres. On entend alors un grésillement, et une éruption de gerbes incandescentes traverse l’espace. Le ciel devient une parade ininterrompue de rubans ondoyants, de gigantesques fleurs, d’oiseaux de feu. Tout explose dans un éblouissement de couleurs blanches, jaunes, rouges, vertes et mauves. Elles sont mobiles, montantes, tournantes, courantes, zigzagantes, roulantes et exécutent leur danse fantastique dans une majesté inouïe. Un immense incendie embrase la voûte céleste. Les yeux émerveillés des spectateurs restent fixés sur cette vaste scène nocturne.
Ciel en fête –
une pluie d’étoiles filantes
inonde la terre

L’écho de l’étroit chemin n° 17

Reclame

Desert (extreme haibun)

When I hear the word “desert”, I see a little prince in the immense Sahara desert looking for friends. Then the desert becomes animated: a snake, a fox, a rose garden and a fountain with water good for heart…
And all this is not an illusion, it really exists in a wonderful fairy tale
with a little prince.

a lonely rose
waiting for her beloved prince –
distant star

Haibun : Virginia Popescu


(Image found on pinterest)

Carpe diem – Desert (extreme haibun)

Tears (one-bun)

As she was staying in her husband’s arms, some petals detached from the white flower bride’s crown.

young bride – white petals and warm tears mingle on her face

Photo&One bun : Virginia Popescu


Carpe diem – Tears (one-bun)

Rose Garden (kikobun)

The rose is a very special flower. She is the symbol of feminity, tenderness and love. The sweet perfume closed in her petals is a call to love.
The “Romance of the Rose,” the medieval French poem and allegorical dream vision contains in fact an initiation in courteous love.
Every time I enter a rose garden I’m surrounded by love, peace and harmony.

rose garden –
the enchanted eyes
rise to the sky

Photo&Haibun : Virginia Popescu


(Claude Monet’s garden at Giverny)

Carpe rosam – Rose Garden (kikobun)

True love (haibun extreme)

On that beautiful spring day, I decided to go in the cemetery Montparnasse to see the famous sculpture of Constantin Brâncuşi, “The kiss”.
I knew the history of this sculpture: in 1910, Constantin Brâncuşi received a command for the funeral monument of a young Russian woman, Tatiana Rachewskaïa, who committed suicide for love. The next year “The Kiss” was installed on the tomb of the young woman.
Eternal kiss
immortalized in stone –
true love

Haibun : Virginia Popescu

(Constantin Brâncuşi – The Kiss – Montparnasse – Photo found on Pinterest)

Carpe diem -True love (haibun extreme)

Conquest (haibun free-style)

Every day of our life is a fight. Every day of our life is a defeat or a conquest. We fight with the difficulties of the life, but we fight with ourselves. I think the most difficult fight is the fight with our terrors, our bad temptations, our bad habits.
Every day we start to conquer unknown lands of ourselves.
Every day we are victims or conquerors.
So, let’s go to our own conquest! Let’s become our own conquerors !

A fragile boat
between sky and sea –
new horizons
Photo&Haibun : Virginia Popescu


Carpe diem – Conquest (haibun free-style)

Perfume of Spring (one-bun)

Walking through the park, I suddenly stopped in front of a spring miracle : a Japanese cherry blossom.

on a branch, the whole perfume of spring – sunny morning

Photo&One-bun : Virginia Popescu


Carpe diem – Perfume of Spring (one-bun)

Nakedness (kikobun)

The drama of knowledge has its origin in the Paradise garden,
when the snake offered the fruit of knowledge to Eve.
I imagine the temptation was so great that Eve could not resist.
But every time I look at William Blake’s temptation, I think that it was the serpent that was seduced by the beautiful nakedness of Eve.
While Adam turns his back to the scene, the snake wraps tightly and lovingly around Eve, offering her the fruit of love rather than that of knowledge.
And there is another thing that intrigues me: on the trunk of the tree there are many thorns. I think that God put them to frighten Adam and Eve but the snake solved this thorny problem offering the fruit directly in the Eve’s mouth.

Naked truth –
under the knowledge tree
so sweet the temptation

Kikobun : Virginia Popescu

(William Blake – The Temptation and Fall of Eve)

Carpe diem – Nakedness (kikobun)