On a branch
floating downriver,
a cricket, singing.
Kobayashi Issa, Translated by Jane Hirshfield
floating downriver,
a cricket, singing.
Kobayashi Issa, Translated by Jane Hirshfield
".....We should be careful of each other, we should be kind, while there is still time." Philip Larkin
Sunday, April 29, 2012
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- A little bundle of love
- A Gift
- If I were sure
- Singing
- But the river has ways...
- Forget your personal tragedy
- Beauty
- It may be
- Coping
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- Pusad, or Journeying into Colour
- As if
- To the one at the back of the empty bus
- What can I hold you with?
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- The Wind Chimes
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- Walk off the Earth
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- Wide awake, cracked open
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- Insist on Canticles
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- Didn't you hear I come in six-packs? :)
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- The Function of Art
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