low winter sun
a silent fly
crocodile tears

winter solstice
in the frost
knock on the door
winter solstice

cloudburst
in each raindrop
watching over me

napped half the day
and crunching…
a bottle of sake

a woman, just one
they were delicious
picking

involuntary
a lantern moving
in the shallow river

at the beauty spot
the path
thumping
punished me!

raindrop
the night turns long…
till she scampers off!

think of the storm
in summer kimonos…
a snail

a summer rainstorm
shaking off the rain
winter begins

winter morning
squirming around
a sharp cry comes through

this life
stealing
winter morning
daylight folding

wading through a stream
releasing a moth
the trail of a snail

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