A flag for her ( Read more... )

Soul
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From the unripe fruits
a flavor of innocence
rises, distils soul.

Rust ( Read more... )

Land ( Read more... )

Tangerine Lily
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An egg yolk sun
spreads over that
marmalade grass.
Eyes in a trance.
Fingers pick up
the tangerine lily.
First in this patch.

“Is not it full of grace?”
the boy who has brought his
father to take a look,
cries out. The color of
delight is tangerine.
Suddenly the man feels
something is changing

Voices of shadows ( Read more... )

Tangerine Lily
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An egg yolk sun
spreads over that
marmalade grass.
Eyes in a trance.
Fingers pick up
the tangerine lily.
First in this patch.

“Is not it full of grace?”
the boy who has brought his
father to take a look,
cries out. The color of
delight is tangerine.
Suddenly the man feels
something is changing within.

The sunchasers ( Read more... )

A sea is born
Grievances erode in a tide of passionate cry.
Her hand is a warm pressure on a feeble shoulder.
It is so long since you have lost some salt-water.
A sea is born.

it engulfs life