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                              HOLDING                            

An old man, wearing a Yankee baseball cap, sits reading a newspaper. His face is tanned and cross-hatched with wrinkles like a well used leather glove. I can't begin to guess his age. He could be older than I or younger. 

drought cracked field

a dandelion root

holds on

Cattails

Haiga for Summer

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Tanka Sequence

SEASONS

a twin baptism--

incense mingles

with lilacs;

the sweet and sharp blends

to a new fragrance   

a slow afternoon--
the cicadas' hum grows louder
in the pulsing heat
time stretches before me,
cool shadows just a dream   

true shape revealed
the trees bare--
there under a somber sky
I shed my robes alone
for no one's eyes but yours   

the first snow--
I hold out my tongue
to taste the cold
memories running pell-mell
back to childhood   

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Garden Design 

An unknown crop of seedlings appears in the garden in autumn. Perhaps one of the flower seeds planted in spring which did not sprout. Perhaps weeds. I leave them alone.

They survive winter, grow quickly as soon as the days warm up, producing dark lavender flowers. What they are, I don't know. 

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