Thursday, 19 December 2024

Winter Solstice 2024

It's the time of year when light is returning, yet a shadow of despair is creeping around us - I barricade myself with words / poetry and painting; daily I express my gratitude for my home, friends and family, my art. I look for small delights. I keep practicing . . . persistence.




Untitled (double haiku)

 Ruth Ann Howden 

9" x 16"

Mixed Media painting / collage 


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     Head up and tail out


     Mo'o in plumeria leaf


   Dreaming in the scent













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Custodian of Liberty on Strike


The Statue of Liberty lays down by the shore 

Putting out her torch in the bay

She has given up, enough with the hypocrisy


As the tide comes in, and flows out, Ms. Liberty wails 

Calling for the superhero Maya to help  

pull her out of deep despair


Superhero Maya Lin who folded the tragedy

And divisive energy of the Vietnam war

into a poem set in stone

Saying their names


Ms. Liberty knows that Maya is not alone

Many welcome all who wish to join their communities

Fear of change will not stop the change


 What will it take to get Ms. Liberty

 back on her pedestal?

 Where will the flame come from

 to relight her torch?


She cries her lament again and again

How can she welcome anyone to this current darkness

As the sun rises, as the sun sets

She cries with those yearning to be free



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New Haiku


Home is where one sleeps 

peacefully waking happy 

deep in gratitude


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Juggling my thoughts 

surprising combinations 

ever new delights


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Reading calms my mind 

letting go of present time 

Lost in book sublime


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Custodial gift 

Self-care by giving away

My art with a hug


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A haiku a day 

keeps the compulsion at bay 

while I simply play


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The following is from Vicky Durand's book Wave Woman a biography of Betty Pembroke Eldridge - by dropping just one word, her curious sentence turned into a haiku:

"Speaking of friendships 

everyone should have a bird

It won't deceive you"




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Visual Haiku





Taking my Visual Haiku
 (4 x 6" mixed media images on paper
 shown on my fall blog)
attaching them to fabric, making wall hangings. 
They please me.



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I belong to the group, Humanists of Hawaii, and when they requested new lyrics for holiday songs, I found the exercise great for venting. 

My contribution is set to We Three Kings of Orient Are; here's just the first verse and chorus (sparing you the rest of my rant):



We the judges of SCOTUS are,

Accepting gifts from near and from far

Right-wing leaning, somber proceeding

Following our TV star

 

O lead forever, our new king

Making deals that quickly bring

More riches to the one percent

Fear and hunger to the rest


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the entire song book, 

a bakers dozen - unholiday song booklet is free to all at: 

https://www.seedoflovehawaii.org/songs4all



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"Think lightly of yourself 

and deeply of the world" 


      Miyamoto Musashi


(thanks Jamie)



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Words cannot come close to expressing 

the great loss to our community of Liko Tancayo


Georgiette Likopualehua W.I.P. Tancayo

March 12 1961 – November 23 2024





I now turn my attention to the rare gift of 

another day.


Friday, 20 September 2024

Fall Equinox 2024

 Welcome to a time of balance, in the constantly changing world I love the dance - going from light to darkness knowing we'll return to light



Ganesh - Ruth Ann Howden 

14" x 11"

Mixed Media painting / mono print 


(this is the only piece of my artwork - original title: Winter Yearning - that I've saved from before my travels and move to Hawaii. It has place of honor on my glass desk and keeps watch over my whimsy.)



See my older artwork at: rahowden.com




On June 20, I endured a focused ultrasound procedure that cured the essential tremor in my left hand. Miraculous!


For the procedure, my hair was shaved off  – I do not have a beautiful skull, but I do have some lovely scarves. Of course my hair is growing back in, and with a natural mohawk. Who would've guessed…







self portrait, pencil, 8x10"

 August 2024




Yes, the right eye was drooping. Just as I was recovering from the ultrasound, the retina in my right eye detached and there I was  back at Queens Hospital for more surgery. They were successful with the reattachment, but I am still recovering from that experience. It just takes time . . . at least my eye looks better.now



Sip of Respair 


Yikes, I've been getting old for a long time

These last chapters

seem to be about accepting loss, 

practicing patience, and learning to ask for help


Trying to be a good custodian

Of this frail, shrinking body -

letting go by sitting in silence


Keeping the ability to laugh is 

my vow to the end, and

my sip of respair 





A few haiku


tiny web of words 

capture unique direction 

I write and release


Words paint images 

images beg for more words 

what is a haiku


daily ritual 

haiku as meditation 

words or images


A haiku a day

Leads out of fog into light

The path familiar


Keeping your silence

As a means of survival

has no guarantee


Push and pull the words

Nothing seems to be working 

Inarticulate 


Another haiku

Playful arrangements appear

Push and pull the words




And small selection of visual haiku

by Ruth Ann Howden

4 x 6", collage and ink

on card stock




The Queen of Good Intentions


If you can recall something I said I would do, 

but obviously have not done. 

You might as well forget it, as apparently I have -


And does it matter…

we've managed without, it seems


But the problem is mine, I like to believe that I am a person 

who does what she says she will do. 

In my self image, I keep my promises


Yet I feel I've missed something

The Queen of Good Intentions is often distracted




   I now give my attention to the rare gift of another day.