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Even
snow falls warm
upon the youth, when at night
he comes from his love.
--
Horst Ludwig
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Auch
der Schnee fällt warm
auf den Jüngling, wenn er nachts
von der Liebsten kommt.
--
Horst Ludwig
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cumulus
clouds- -
watching the catheter
for the next drip
--David
Cobb
|
daffodil
morning--
looking for something
very blue to wear
--David
Cobb
|
|
For
three hundred years
blue black blue black
New York
--Ban'ya
Natsuishi
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Wreaking
havoc
in the house
a swallow's wet wings
--Ban'ya
Natsuishi
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|
calm
evening
the ballgame play-by-play
across the water
--Jim
Kacian
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rocking
back and forth
the conversation
--Jim
Kacian
|
|
under
the gift
of moonlit Mt. Fuji
a village asleep
--Yoshiko
Yoshino
|
I
lay down my cane
and rest . . .
a rainy-season
--Yoshiko
Yoshino
|
|
funeral
procession . . .
snowflakes blowing
into the headlights
--Randy
Brooks
|
two
lines in the water
not a word
between father and son
--Randy
Brooks
|
|
empty
park--
a cup full of acorns
left in the sandbox
--Ikyuo
Yoshimura
|
buying
a diary--
it's a red-colored picture
by Georgia O'keefe
--Ikyuo
Yoshimura
|
|
nobody
on the street
stray dog stops to bite
its wagging tail
--George
Swede
|
passport
check
my shadow waits
across the border
--George
Swede
|
|
marble
nude--
heat of the afternoon
still in her shoulder
--Lee
Gurga
|
first
day of winter--
a tuba concerto
as the sun rises
--Lee
Gurga
|
|
Venus
at dusk--
a thin slice of lemon
in my water glass
--Emiko
Miyashita
|
haystacks--
nothing else but
the blue sky
--Emiko
Miyashita
|
|
a
long look
at winter stars . . .
someone else's wife
--John Stevenson
|
Christmas
Day
the exchange
of custody
--John
Stevenson
|
|
silent
night town--
lights and the desk clerk's
cheery smile
--William
J. Higginson
|
the
poets talking
the horse swishing her tail--
lingering heat
--William
J. Higginson
|
|
milkweed
fluff in the air
the sleepy
lions
--David
Lanoue
|
the
old priest dines
his wine
just wine
--David
Lanoue
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