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Christian Bixler Feb 2017
frustration
as tea's steam, I must learn
to let it go
Christian Bixler Feb 2017
the film ends--
within
too hot for tears
outside, the trees
drink deep
Christian Bixler Feb 2017
words, on a
glowing screen
a leaf falls to rest
Christian Bixler Feb 2017
soft, in
day's darkening, when
a flower blooms
In winter, spring; perhaps the wonder, in beauty rising, out of all darkness.
Christian Bixler Feb 2017
in the bright morn wind blows the clouds lights shine
Christian Bixler Feb 2017
stone vase so somber rests ducks meet
An experiment in the monoku form.
Christian Bixler Feb 2017
in reading
of the poet's death, Imaoka--
stone falls on stone
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