Wandering

From the series, Japan Poems.

Empty streets beckon

to breed favored solitude

among vagrant dreams.

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Romance

From the series, Japan Poems.

Dilapidation a stunning aphrodisiac

for the soul hopelessly in love

with time’s obscene touch

and lusting after erosion

as a blatant course

of conjugal intimacy.

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Not Basho

From the series, Japan Poems.

The old water pump

remixing Basho’s pond frog

makes a vivid splash.

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Days

From the series, Japan Poems.

Summer day, parched plants–

Kettled filled with cold water

borne by the old man.

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Stairway

From the series, Japan Poems.

It is true, you know–

I fall in love too easily

with the grayday jazz

of blue rustscabbed stairways

entreating vision and lore

to initiate a dream sequence

worthy of ghostly passage

without tracks or due cause.

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Currency

From the series, Japan Poems.

The value of grief

and mercy

intersecting where metaphors

are left behind

to green and thrive

and assume the tendered form

of a lonely doll

wide-eyed in its longing

to touch the ruptured pinwheel

the space between them

bearing the inestimable cost

of desire

and loss.

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Grove

From the series, Japan Poems.

Out in verdant woods

mercy assembles to reign

with unerring calm.

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Lore

From the series, Japan Poems.

Find us, they seem to say.

Where we are not

is the rootless breadth of our location,

the unassailable gist of our lore

emptying out to dreams

among the force of all things moving.

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Path to Mercy

From the series, Japan Poems.

Among the hallowed assembly

of serene countenances and stillness

humble rabbit bows down

supplicating not only for mercy

but to hear the laughter of the lost children

resounding endlessly in a forest of echoes

and lasting love.

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Faces

Symmetry, like water,

finds its own level,

enabled by many nodes

of manifest grace,

from cheerful stone

to worn velveteen faith.

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