October 2012
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without sound
all through the night —
a tui's lament
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howling trees . . .
an autumn wind weaves
its story
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an arrow
strains in the crossbow —
brewing storm
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how much longer?
tender young leaves budding
for their fall
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White Sunday —
frangipani incenses
a child's blessing
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weeping willow —
there rises from a flute
the mist of age
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green leaves crest
from within folds of mist —
rainforest spring
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moonless night —
this hallucination
of a spring death
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shadows of words
distilling a universe —
spring morning
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why not equal,
my shadow, my future?
spring dusk
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southerly change —
a painter divines faces
within shadows
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mantling clouds —
the smoke of frankincense
inhales me
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darkening night —
the via negativa
birthing stars
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night falls
with the sound of rain —
folding blooms
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wind shift —
blossoms make
their move
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fallen leaves —
over the horizon
blossoms
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falling leaves —
over distant horizons,
my aging dreams
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weeping willow —
what now holds the silence
at bay?
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haloed moon —
moreporks intone silence
between stars
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glistening dawn —
a pearl-coloured louse
adorns her hair
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low tide —
an old man wades into
ancient silence
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violent dawn ...
a blade of light slices open
the blackbird's song
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blades of fire
disembowelling clouds —
spring reverie
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lightning storm —
what blades disembowel
bloated clouds?
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wind change —
lilacs suffusing
sea spray
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moonless night —
shadows distil raindrops
under the basho
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pea shoots . . .
earth breaks open
with questions
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lingering cold —
dewdrops trickle from
the brazier
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misty horizon —
a pearl diver's dress ripples
on the shore
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night fever —
parting from itself,
lightning's sound