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New Year's Day
the baby spits out
black eye peas |
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Indescribable
are the entries of white days
when a stove still glows. |
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arctic spring
the ice cliff sheds itself
into the sea |
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February rain
folded dragons
on the gymnasium floor |
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just looking
at the soft-blue velvet
of the young plum |
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spring's begun —
the sky over my house too
like old times |
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apple blossoms
the highest bidder
for my wings |
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morning sun through trees
the crow's wings
glisten black |
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sabbath day
the beach turns
inky |
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first peony
deeper inside
the short grass |
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shadow
of the hydrangea
thin cries of a cat |
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Dry wind —
the sweetness
of the last cherry. |
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warm afternoon
spiked with rosemary —
green dragonfly |
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late spring heat
the crows seem resigned
to their branch |
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clouds float
like dollops of whipped cream —
nipplewort |
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summer dusk;
she lifts the baby
to a mulberry branch |
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suddenly,
these last afternoons . . .
cicadas |
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boxing gloves —
beefsteak tomatoes dangle
in sunlight |
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early harvest
a swarm of locusts
leaves town |
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autumn dawn
a sound apple
in the long grass |
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the hush
of folded wings —
autumn twilight |
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autumn equinox
a solitary bird calls
to the half moon |
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November gray —
a bare bones view
of the woods |
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dormant cat —
November frost drives away
sparrows from the fence |
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winter sun —
my gratitude,
bone deep |
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sound of the ocean
north of the fence ...
evening snow |
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winter shrike —
morning moon
dimly white |
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just the sound
of the old watermill —
winter jasmine |
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Snow Moon —
a calligraphy brush stops
in mid air |
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Credits
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New Year's Day (Tyrone McDonald, 6:3)
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Indescribable (Slavica Savli, 1:4)
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arctic spring (Joyce Maxner, 2:3)
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February rain (Fay Aoyagi, 5:1)
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just looking (Marianne Kiauta, 3:1)
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spring's begun — (Issa [D. Lanoue, trans., 6:1])
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apple blossoms (Fay Aoyagi, 5:1)
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morning sun through trees (C.D. Better, 1:4)
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sabbath day (Owen Bullock, 6:1)
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first peony (Scott Metz, 3:1)
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shadow (Ikuyo Yoshimura, 3:4)
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Dry wind — (Michael Garofalo, 2:3)
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late spring heat (Bruce Ross, 6:2)
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warm afternoon (Diana Webb, 6:1)
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clouds float (Dhugal Lindsay, 5:2)
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summer dusk; (Dave Russo, 6:2)
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suddenly, (Ann Schwader, 4:3)
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boxing gloves — (L. Teresa Church, 5:3)
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early harvest (Stephen Davies, 3:3)
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autumn dawn (John Sexton, 3:2)
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the hush (Ruth Holzer, 2:5)
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autumn equinox (Johnye Strickland, 2:6)
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November gray — (Adelaide B. Shaw, 6:1)
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dormant cat — (Jasminka Djordjevic, 2:3)
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sound of the ocean (Issa [D. Lanoue, trans., 5:4])
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winter shrike — (Ikuyo Yoshimura, 2:1)
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winter sun — (Chris Eichenberger, 5:1)
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just the sound (Diana Webb, 6:1)
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Snow Moon — (Fay Aoyagi, 2:6)
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