FriendsThere are many friendsWill you be my friend today?None of them are mine.
The PastThe past is behindBut I still feel the ripplesDisrupting my flow.
Haiku: Finding the Right WordsIt is hard to speakwhen seventeen syllablesis all you have left.
15 Translations of Classical Haiku..summer's nightfrom cloud to clouddashing moon (Ranko)for me, who leavesfor you, who remainstwo autumns (Buson)many many thingscome to mind-cherry blossoms!
TransparencyIs there a message?No poem can ever bea clear glass bottle.
HeartacheWhy is there a wordfor a heart that is broken;Is it that common?
wings are better than...said the bird to thefly, "the world is as transpar-ent as your fucked wings."said the fly to thebird, "your heart is as hollowas your brittle bones."
Hopesmind inspires wordspen puts words to paperpaper changes lives
GeishaGeishaWhite powdered facecrimson lipsóyoung girl.Shamisen* twangs,willows bend in wind--foot forward, then back.Paper fans twirlin spiralsthrough graceful hands.Pink blossomslaced with green--kimono.Hidden kerchief,buried heartin silk.Her Noh smileporcelain mask--a frozen river.Tears beneaththat smile,burn.Life:barred windowsblock the sun.White powdered facecrimson tearsógeisha.
Ghosts.I used to know you;Sometimes I still hear your voiceWhispering softly.
Spring?I was cold last night;A butterfly looked away.Your light writes my life...