nothing but the moon tonight—
and cotton-like clouds in burnished shreds...
above a ragged wall of black pine trees
lining the narrow road sporadically lit—
where I and this form of a shadow split.
~Kokoro Sonzai 2010 (trans. Son Rivers)
GERANIUMS AND POVERTY
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Today’s poem is by Wilfred Wilson Gibson (1878-1962), one of the “Georgian”
poets — so called after the reign of King George V of England, who took the
thr...
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