| Growing an Orchid |
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| I stand on the shore; you are in the boat |
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| Roof tiles flew, houses wanted to collapse |
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| A Winter Day |
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| Through frosted maples, myriad trees, the water meanders |
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| After the boat I walk several li on the bank |
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| Once youthful, I would recoil from old people |
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| Living Quietly in Early Winter |
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| For three years now the lettuce has stayed with me |
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| After exchanging sake cups throughout the day |
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