First Oriole
In the midway of my prayer,
I turned to mind an oriole
at large, or rather felt its orange
energy this morning, love
supreme returned from somewhere well-
preserved, a paradise deep down
and toward some wakeful yawning where
the heart still grows on trees and gold
holds just the color of the dawn.
~Son Rivers 2008
COLD AND SOLITUDE
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Freezing weather here after a snowfall. Here again is a winter hokku by
Hashin: No sky, no earth;Only snowCeaselessly falling. And here is Kimio
Eto playin...
3 months ago
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