Chaos
A trawler waits in harbor.
Its gillnet is entwined
haphazardly while waiting
to make the passage to sea,
where fishing crews will lower
that illusive weight
below the surface shadows—
to capture something formless
between its open spaces.
~Son Rivers 2006
A PASSING MOMENT
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This is my rather loose translation of a hokku by Ōemaru, who lived into
the first five years of the 19th century. For a moment,Autumn seen on the
hillsAt ...
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