Glancing back Read more about Glancing backLog in or register to post comments Glancing back, I feel the chill of dusk — in mountain blossoms.
Fallen on frost Read more about Fallen on frostLog in or register to post comments Fallen on frost in frost-stricken fields — leaves of grass.
In summer rains Read more about In summer rainsLog in or register to post comments In summer rains high peaks are buoys among the clouds.
In old age Read more about In old ageLog in or register to post comments In old age — that"s when a snowy pine looks its best.
Ah, solitude Read more about Ah, solitudeLog in or register to post comments Ah, solitude — it does have a color. Evening showers.
On this day Read more about On this dayLog in or register to post comments On this day, the time to set forth came — last fall.
Every year Read more about Every yearLog in or register to post comments Every year cicadas sing from higher in young pines.
New again, now Read more about New again, nowLog in or register to post comments New again, now — that same old wind in the willows.
It's still cold Read more about It's still coldLog in or register to post comments It"s still cold, cuckoo — but, couldn"t you practice?
A Mountainside Read more about A MountainsideLog in or register to post comments A mountainside — clad with a sash of clouds by thunderstorms.