Afterlife
A fishing line is breaking
through my view, a thread
of other consciousness
dissecting its desire
through my impassiveness.
It’s strung as tight as life,
a tautological
conclusion unsupported
by nothing at its end.
~Son Rivers 2006
THE SOUND OF A VISITOR
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Here is a winter hokku by Buson. 待人の足音遠き落葉哉machibito no ashioto tooki
ochiba kanaExpected-person ‘s footsteps far fallen-leaves kana The far
footstepsOf an...
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