mangetsu

March 3, 2015

cold silver

yesterday’s rice spoon

in the gutter

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near field communication

October 8, 2012

a magpie
takes wing
greyscale rainbow

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seashells
in autumn
the sound of blue

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falling backwards
through you
I try to remember

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cobalt cuts
my line of vision
horizon’s blade

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the weight
of beginning…
salmon run

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vena amoris
my heart lurches
left

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spent
semen
waning moon

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the square root
of always
never is

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the magnitude
of the conceit
snow-laden branches

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in a corner
all the angles
lead to longing

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“Don’t think: look!” Ludwig Wittgenstein from ‘Philosophical Investigations’.

I hear Satie
between
raindrops.
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The sun’s rays
through rain
a dragonfly hovers.
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Clouds caress the sun
chimes smile
in the shade.
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Growing awareness
the shade
of a fir tree.
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The scent of cuckoo flowers
in April
I check my watch.
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Whispering pines
chimes fall silent
and listen.
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Crickets in the brush
I scratch yesterday’s
mosquito bites.
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Ignoring the syllables
I count the number
of incense sticks.
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Fresh contrails
my daughter pulls hard
on the kite strings.
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White-winged moth
dirty wallpaper
full moon.
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Full moon glare
the white noise
of a burning moth.
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Dipping leaves in a
moving stream I look up
to a still sky.
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Skimming stones across a dry riverbed…
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Light fades
the last piano note
lingers.