grass sprouts
where seed was sown
chicken and egg

the short night—
Buson's challenge over
all too soon

raining onto children
at play
a napalm sky

wind scent—
I am bound upon
the unknown

in a river
while they can

lover's blood
the mosquito smudge
on her palms

noonday heat—
only a butterfly
brings relief

before it appears
. . . and death

not seeking
any approval
day lilies