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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Cold night: the wild duck
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Cold night: the wild duck
Cold night: the wild duck,
sick, falls from the sky
    and sleeps awhile.
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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Nothing in the cry
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Nothing in the cry
Nothing in the cry
of cicadas suggests they
are about to die
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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
A caterpillar
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
A caterpillar
A caterpillar,
this deep in fall--
    still not a butterfly.
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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
The oak tree
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
The oak tree
The oak tree:
not interested
    in cherry blossoms.
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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Teeth sensitive to the sand
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Teeth sensitive to the sand
Teeth sensitive to the sand
in salad greens--
    I'm getting old.
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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Don't imitate me
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Don't imitate me
Don't imitate me;
it's as boring
    as the two halves of a melon.
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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
How admirable
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
How admirable
How admirable!
to see lightning and not think
    life is fleeting.
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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Wrapping the rice cakes
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
Wrapping the rice cakes
Wrapping the rice cakes,
with one hand
    she fingers back her hair.
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 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
A bee
 Apr 2019 Kelsi
Matsuo Bashō
A bee
A bee
staggers out
    of the peony.
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