filling the birdfeeder
with sunflower seed
watching the splash
little blackened shells
big bang fireworks
a red-winged blackbird flies
across the empty road
a man is walking a dog
a dozen boats are floating
on the late sunday river
books of ryokan and saigyo
robert lax
on the coffee table
birdsong coming through
open windows
the light above
my shoulder lighting
purple ink on paper
reflecting in the picture
window
like a moon
in space between
the wall and green face
of an evening
summer wood
manifestation
is
the translation
of revelation
into mind
bliss
is
the revelation
as felt
by body-mind
as evening deepens
reflection of the room
deepens in the window space
basho walking through
the woods
poetry is
the inspirational
reflection of the revelation
seen in words
and dancing
in the dark leaves
appear like clouds
shadowing deep images
although I know
they’re nothing
spoken silence
saying something
leaving
someone
silent
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