Tuesday, September 2, 2008

senryu

Young salmon is hooked
Silent grass tiger is shot
Man wears fur and dines.

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Gravel and dry mud.
Paperbark, wattle and gum.
A certain silence.

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Straw rice chaff at noon.
Autumn reds by twilight shade
Cherry blossom night.

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Your father is here
He watches us together
I am glad he cares

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Newspaper blankets
Horizon thick with concrete
Where has the grass gone?

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