each step my lover takes the fabric of her robes become a brighter hue each year the flowers bloom in a world forever young while every part grows old with every day her words fall like water lapping on the shore this twilight spring when …
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spring comes with new garments for the evergreens greener than the shades they leave behind Based on a poem by Minamoto no Muneyuki (d. 983).
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soft she lays her hands upon my skin as the world floats in a whirl of wind among the sprouts newly sprung in spring the morning dew leaves traces like diamonds upon a slender hand
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spring mist rises from the leaves and grassy fields to dress and undress as silk robes in the wind Based on a poem by Ariwara no Yukihira (818-893).
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within the chaos of words the news that eats the mind we paint of world of structure boundaries that define the lines artificial, beautiful and in the semblance of sanity wind comes sometimes gentle sometimes strong folding the flowers and leaves dropping debris around the …
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along the long road to escape the wreckage he must find another calling among curses of the dying cut to the feet bone on skin he walks emaciated from the pleasures that destroy the soul one after the other they run through the fields to …
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rearranging bills he puts it off as long as Fortune favors papers in hand working through the night until the candles burn out and the children snore soundly sleeping
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stranger in the night for this night only he whispers the words that seed his own destruction a modern pose perfected by the ancient Greeks in their statues dedicated to the gods nearing the port after a misguided series of twisting turns he hopes his …
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hand-in-hand he guides the way along the safest path once a hero his grown-up daughter can barely stand the silly old man another day as clouds go by the empty land and they sit there in their rocking chairs knitting or staring away the moments …
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lost in another life outside the window she holds her child’s arms breakfast in bed— her daughter wakes her up with fruit against the lips at the café he reads the paper with other old men campaigns behind he dons the costume still just once …
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