Japanese Songs


As I cross the mountains,
The brambles stop me;
Brambles, let me go!

The sun is setting!

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A girl picking violets:
I asked the way to the field,
And she pointed with her flowers

Where the butterfly was going.

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I’ll be in Cali for a few days so I’ll leave you to ponder these little gems in a Zen-like state and hope for enlightenment. Later!

John Ashbery, “Some Trees”
Ted Kooser, “Pocket Poem”

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