the dragonfly is still, and I wonder whether it's dead, and further wonder whether anyone has thought that of me
Dragonfly [Kyōka]
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City Sonnet
A million lives are packed in this city, and each one struggles to be its own self: the starving, rotund, ugly, and pretty -- the tailored and those who buy off-the-shelf. And everyone fails, yet they all succeed in being different, while being alike. And they all heal, while they also all bleed, and almost all would survive a first strike. Everyone knows someone - just not neighbors. They love to remain enigmatic at home, while transparent with those who share labors -- though some want everyone to leave them alone. A city is a strange place full of strangers, and those who choose it thrive on its dangers.
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Accidental Travel [Sonnet]
If you can follow rivers to the sea by drifting without thrashing or grasping -- just let the flow take you upon a spree, a spree of dunk and breathe, without gasping, then you will witness all there is to know. You'll see shaky shanties and vast estates, the birds in flight and creatures: fast and slow, the weeping willows, and fish tempting Fates. If you can roll around the rocks -- always -- and never crack your head and silence all the voices saying you've reached your end-days, and never rush and never, ever stall... If you can do all this and keep the flow, it won't matter you don't know which way you go.
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Shadow of Night [Haiku]
a park at night. the shadows are darker because of the light
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Rivers Merge [Free Verse]
Rivers merge. Trees may fork, but rivers merge. True, sometimes rivers split to form an island, and when they near the sea they may branch out like the roots of a tree. How the river knows it's near the sea is unclear to me, but it is the river's nature. As is the tendency of rivers to merge toward unity of flow. But what is my nature?
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Moth [Haiku]
the moth is still.
is it alive or dead?
how patient am i?
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Tattered Dandelion [Haiku]
one dandelion stands alone at field's edge; where are its friends?
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Cattail [Haiku]
the cattail sways with a unique rhythm, but - now - is still
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Diamond Water [Haiku]
the day is cold, but the sun is out, and the water sparkles
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Graveyard Autumn [Haiku]
graves in autumn. under red-leafed trees -- soon to be bare
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