Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Eastern




Sitting in the shade,
I look acoss the river
at a wall of eastern
pines; it could be several
hundred years ago.
The sun is shining there
and not a motor boat
has been invented yet.
And I remain unborn.





~Kokoro Sonzai 2010 (trans. Son Rivers)




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