Spring Rain Conveyed Under The Trees In

Come Out To View / The Truth Of Flowers Blooming / In Poverty.

Nothing In The Cry Of Cicadas Suggests They Are About To Die

Now The Swinging Bridge Is Quieted With Creepers ... Like Our Tendrilled Life.

Winter Garden, The Moon Thinned To A Thread, Insects Singing.

The Basis Of Art Is Change In The Universe.