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Evening Bells
fireflies in the garden
of a foreclosed home
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news of your
death
when I open my eyes
green leaves
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scorching
sun
drying herbs lose their
healing strength
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the sound of
her voice—
where does a firefly
go during the day?
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billowing
cloud—
summer rain makes
a tentative halt
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somebody’s
porch
with red geraniums—
passing by…
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a page torn
from my weekly planner
slow day
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summer
monsoon—
cracks in the parched earth close up
during the deluge
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parched
tongue
ahh, for a bite
of minazuki
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temple bells
toll
as her life goes out...
summer moon
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cooling
wind…
rattan chairs in the garden
waiting for me
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light heat
the old man ensuring
his umbrella
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promenade
under a circus big-top
the ringmaster
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chit-chat
behind the Taco Bell
calm evening
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ghostly
sundown
shadows on the garden wall—
a fragrant breeze
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in full day…
summer thistles up
my hand hurts
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summer fog
the only sound
a buoy
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burning hot—
the village pond
with wrinkles
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pine cicada
I call you on the phone
just to hear it ring
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your silk
night gown
guides my hand—
sliding down cloud peaks
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always the
sun
between them in the paddies
Satsuki
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south wind—
from my window I watch
our apricot tree
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waterfall
song
quenches my thirst—
view from a train
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Summer rain—
friends for a moment
under an umbrella.
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smoldering
hot—
beside the trail marker
an animal skull
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Yellowstone
water fall spray wets my face—
the touch of your lips
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straw mat
dog finds a place
to calm down
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Tsutsu-Hime
the fragrance of dew
on rice seedlings
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summer
drought—
dust devils swirl
across the desert
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billowing
clouds
fading into the east
this day will also pass
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hopscotching
cloud peaks
yawing days
between birthdays
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brief relief
a thin patch of
summer grasses
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tired
neighbour
gives me the bucket with
the trouts he caught
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Father’s Day
untying the ribbons
on my haiku
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Fossil leaf—
a caterpillar tries to weave
their silk cocoon.
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the evening
sky
awash with sunlight
summer solstice
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shoelaces
to match his tie
Father’s Day
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wild iris
I remember her manicured
hands
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billowing
clouds
skittering shadows
across the fields
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slow dancing
to the oldies
bare feet
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broken screen
on my side of the window
this moth
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Royal cellars—
the summer rainbows
are decanting.
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minazuki
feeling a fever, I take
the snowy tip
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summer
day…
mowed grass-scented breeze
reaching my nostrils
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nose to glass
in the aquarium
raining jellies
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Summer storm—
the arrow of lightning
a rainbow stretches.
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rainbow...
on the table
a salad
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in the shadow
of
a summer butterfly wing
the lost Easter egg
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burning sky
lady in red fans herself
with church bulletin
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a humming
in the clear stream
Tsutsu-Hime
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in her straw
hat
she prunes spent flowers—
the garden gate squeaks...
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under cloud
peaks
quiet waters
out of reach
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dawn in the
rice fields
their shadows’ tender embrace
Satsuki
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driving home
after
that night in the hospital
fawn in the headlights
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In the
moonlight
a spider weaving
a wireless network.
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