Rhetorical
We are the walls and roofs
where roomfuls of effects
determine who we really
pretend to be. Or are we
blood and intestinal
extremities? Or do
we move invisibly
and blindly in concert with
one living symphony?
~Son Rivers 2006
MORNING SOUND
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Another spring hokku kindly shared by a reader in Japan: Early morning;The
very first sound —A pheasant’s cry. Aside from being a pleasant verse, this
exam...
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