a swallowtail
lands on a thorny thistle,
resting in comfort.
Prickly [Senryū]
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tight bud opens:
imperceptible struggle
to unpack beauty.

winding like vines,
tree branches grow like a cage
over my head.

dense bloom clusters
of one week are a carpet
on the ground the next.

the fruit ripens
in the temple garden;
a kumquat drops.

the early blooms
are wilted; they’ll be gone when
the tight buds open.