August 2012

winter sky—
a beggar's eyes light up
with the sun

dewdrop world—
goldfish discover it
time and again

blossoming
on the needle's tip
a dewdrop

primal soup—
sand crabs bubble
between tides

the dark side
so much fuller tonight—
winter moon

chilly night—
the absence bedded
in my heart

bitter wind—
Yehudi Menuhin bows
in the wings

misty rain —
a glimpse of mountains
fills the garden

last rites—
I watch her eyes
let go of me