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҉ my eyes/having observed everything/return to white chrysanthemums
҉ the last winter leaves/cling to black branches/explode into birds
҉ standing beneath the cherry blossoms/how could one be lost
҉ "this big!"/the child's arms/measured the peony
҉ this day of chrysanthemums/i shake & comb my wet hair/as petals shed rain
҉ the 1st soft snow/leaves of the awed jonquil/bow low
҉ like a heavy fragrance/snow-flakes settle/lilies on rocks
҉ 1st morning of autumn/the mirror i investigate/reflects my father’s face
҉ wild geese pass/leaving the emptiness of heaven/revealed
҉ falling snowflakes'/glitter/tinsels the sea
҉ spring/stirs the clouds/in the sky's teabowl
҉ pale mountain sky:/cherry petals play/as they tumble earthward
҉ winter waves/roil/their own shadows
҉ stillness/a single chestnut leaf glides/on brilliant water
҉ may i be w/my mother/wearing her summer kimono/by the morning window
҉ spring snow/cascades over fences/in white waves
҉ i write, erase, rewrite/erase again&then/a poppy blooms
҉ the snow of yesterday/that fell like cherry blossoms/is water once again
҉ the windmills of/oklahoma look/in every direction
҉ the bottom of my shoes/are clean/from walking in the rain
҉ after the shower/among the drenched roses/the bird thrashes in the bath
҉ early morning gentle rain/2 big bumblebees/humming at their work
҉ the rain has filled / the birdbath / Again, almost
҉ nightfall / boy smashing dandelions / with a stick
҉ frozen / in the birdbath / A leaf
҉ all day long wearing a hat / that wasn't on my head
҉ crossing the football field/coming home from work/the lonely businessman
҉ wash hung out/by moonlight/friday night in may
҉ snowing.../the dentist/polishes my teeth
҉ not seeing/the room is white/until that red apple
҉ the low yellow/moon above the/quiet lamplit house
҉ in the fire-depths / saw the way / A peony crumbles
҉ just enough rain/to bring the smell of silk/from umbrellas
҉ steady fall of rain/and the scent of lilacs/so strong/it becomes a taste
҉ each/grassleaf/distinct before/the storm
҉ spring rain/in this new mud/the worm's pink skin
҉ wind/circling/into/leaves
҉ in the meadow/the cow's lips/wet with grass
҉ snowflakes-/dust on the toes/of my boots
҉ thistle/brilliant/morning/rain finished
҉ at dusk hot water from the hose
҉ the sound of a light bulb/when it's off
҉ walking through the forest/i rearrange/the trees
҉ the shadow in the/folded napkin
҉ hot day/the mime leans into a wind/that isn't there
҉ after the bell/within the silence/within myself
҉ muttering thunder/the bottom of the river/scattered with clams
҉ an empty elevator/opens/closes
҉ distant thunder/the dog's toenails click/against the linoleum
҉ fog clings/to the high mountain
҉ little red roses/popping out of the ground/a car blowing up
҉ my friend's blond hair or/a dark pink cactus flower?
҉ wet sand/tumbling back/into the sea
҉ discarded blossoms/litter the path