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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.

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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Be Yourself Identity Imitation Myself Original
Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Old Pond
When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Autumn Cold Feeling Lips Myself Talk Voice Wind
The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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Avoid Believe Break Desire Divine Human Myself Noise Silence Sound
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Dreams Summer Warrior
On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Autumn Evening
I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Air Home Quite Sleep
At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Pond Sound Water
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Age Fresh Mountain Nature Spring Time World
I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Garden Hope Kindness Pay
How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Face Flower God Myself See
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Day Destination Home Journey
April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Balance Butterfly Leaves
Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Awake Ice Night Sound Water
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old

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