Dons of Ants, petty emperors of little nothings (12/06/2023) 山頭的日落日出 路過橋的人 鳥飛了不留痕跡 (the sunrises and sunsets of the mountain peak the one who walked past the bridge birds flying past leaving no trace 12/27/2023)
A Thought for Nova
Some time since getting off the roadafter we’ve been home a whileyou stopped needing a light onat night You’ve arrivedat the place that was made for you like you always belonged
A Wish
I had a thought:I want to keep a birdNo, I want to meet a birdBetter yet, know him I don’t want to buy a cagelook up information on pelletsfret over finding an avian vetI only want to see a flutterof
Haiku
A long time ago I read a haiku: serendipity is a five syllable word happy accident And last night I finally came up with my own part II: obliteration is a five syllable word mere coincidence Anyway that’s it, that’s
November Always Is Not Easy
November always is not easyMany poets have remarked on this I will say, however, in fairnessIt’s not as though it was only ever windyor that the rain wouldn’t ceaseWe saw the sunWe saw the moonLight remainscreeping away earlier in the