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- Category: August 2013
winter rain—
an ant bears the weight
of the world
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misty rain —
a glimpse of mountains
fill the garden
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fluttering web —
by Hiruharama's light
my will bleeds dry
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rising sun —
an earthquake rumbles
here or there
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desolate wind —
by a sanctuary light
silence wails
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night sky —
the Southern Cross cuts
through my heart
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such darkness . . .
a kumara swells within
night's belly
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- Category: August 2013
wordless . . .
a hatchling flutters
in the dark
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unmarked grave —
forest shadows rise
against the mound
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crescent moon —
silence drifts out of
my empty page
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expanding night . . .
the sound of a morepork
between stars
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'fiat lux'—
after seven days,
this vast chasm
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earth tremor . . .
the basso profundo
of ancient gods
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night vigil . . .
this stillness pregnant
with her presence
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a cosmic storm
twirls through her fingers . . .
butterfly sounds
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darkened church —
a votive candle lingers
in the mist
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morning dew
even now perishing
but the birdsong . . .
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wayward wind —
the whole world glistens
within a web
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broadcasting a storm
a widening web spans trees
of indifference
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'property is theft' —
the grey warbler raises
a shining cuckoo
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trembling pen —
river fog redefines
my limits
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what pathos!
how a dewdrop becomes
a metaphor
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spring elegy —
a morepork prophesying
through the night
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rite of spring —
the path lost
in a delirium of light
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cross tide . . .
godwits imprint
their return
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spring awakening . . .
a child breathes deeply
the winds of war
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acrid wind . . .
the scent of night,
a weapon
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winter retreat —
love-lies-bleeding droops
into darkness
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la petite mort . . .
the coldness of the sea
withdrawing
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blood red sea . . .
a day's coagulation
of beached words
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- Category: August 2013
winter's end —
a neverending story
quickens the past