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Dying Cicadas

                     Dying Cicadas   Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem May at least just one Of them live on this night, Autumn cicada.   ~ Yayū   Much weaker and much weaker comes the sound Cicadas...

Hesitating, Hesitating, Slowly, Slowly

Hesitating, Hesitating, Slowly, Slowly A tiny snail, this, One horn long, one much shorter . . . What troubles his heart?   ~ Buson Uncertainty is unattractive in A man but in the little creatures it Can be endearing like a lonely grin At twilight where the new...

 A Light that Never Was from Angels Bright and Dark

 A Light that Never Was from Angels Bright and Dark Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem A light that never was on sea and land Is seen by those who search for wonder.  Mere Auroras and a dawn without...

Either Audible or Visible—You Can’t Have Both Together

Either Audible or Visible—You Can’t Have Both Together The cicada is Seen when it stops crying Finally—and flies.   ~ Shiki The insect does its dry annoyance Of noise, but, not until it flaps its wings To fly away, the best clairvoyance Will ever find him where he...

Creation

                            Creation Modern poetry  modern verse contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The universe that wasn’t . . . just . . . got . . . bored. It yawned and burped out big time.  From the yawn And belch...