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Full Moon – Du Fu

Above the tower — a lone, twice-sized moon. On the cold river passing night-filled homes, It scatters restless gold across the waves. On mats, it shines richer than silken gauze. Empty peaks, silence: among sparse stars, Not yet flawed, it … Continue reading

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Morning Rain – Du Fu

A slight rain comes, bathed in dawn light. I hear it among treetop leaves before mist Arrives. Soon it sprinkles the soil and, Windblown, follows clouds away. Deepened Colors grace thatch homes for a moment. Flocks and herds of things … Continue reading

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Restless Night – Du Fu

As bamboo chill drifts into the bedroom, Moonlight fills every corner of our Garden. Heavy dew beads and trickles. Stars suddenly there, sparse, next aren’t. Fireflies in dark flight flash. Waking Waterbirds begin calling, one to another. All things caught … Continue reading

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Clouds – Christina Georgina Rossetti

White sheep, white sheep, On a blue hill, When the wind stops, You all stand still. When the wind blows, You walk away slow. White sheep, white sheep, Where do you go?

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Remember – Christina Georgina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by … Continue reading

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Water Floods – James K. Dyson

modern day in the shade feels like hazy, blue, pouring rain sitting under chipmunk filled trees watching clouds and thinking about fleas fleas are small but not as tiny I am fine, but please, don’t mind me growing tadpoles in … Continue reading

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The Kiss – Rabindranath Tagore

Lips’ language to lips’ ears.Two drinking each other’s heart, it seems.Two roving loves who have left home,pilgrims to the confluence of lips.Two waves rise by the law of loveto break and die on two sets of lips.Two wild desires craving … Continue reading

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