Saionji Shonagon
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One dreamed of becoming somebody. Another remained awake and became. (Found in a fortune cookie.)
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 3, 2011 19:38:12 GMT -5
11/3/11
Helplessly they wave
Leafy arms as if it would
Save them from torment.
Harsh gusts off the sea care not
For the plight of a few trees.
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Post by Please Delete on Nov 3, 2011 20:57:04 GMT -5
Already missing dates. Not looking good.  11/3/11 Too quickly night falls And too early comes the sun Over the mountains No poetry comes tonight Just words set down on the page. |
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Post by Sō Haruko on Nov 4, 2011 10:46:32 GMT -5
11/3/11
still on the pavement
late in the afternoon
autumn butterfly
are you as tired as I
worn out by the cares of life?
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Saionji Shonagon
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 4, 2011 20:48:06 GMT -5
11/4/11
I wake with a start.
Autumn rain hammers the eaves
Just above my head.
As suddenly as it came
It stops, leaving me wakeful.
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Post by Please Delete on Nov 4, 2011 21:16:34 GMT -5
11/4/11
In distant Aki
Chill winds compete with sounds of
Deer and cicada;
As light continues to fade,
So, soon, will nature's music.
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Saionji Shonagon
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One dreamed of becoming somebody. Another remained awake and became. (Found in a fortune cookie.)
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 5, 2011 8:49:04 GMT -5
I close my eyes and
Drink its earthy scent as I
Wait for hot water.
At last, the blurred edges of
Sleep are banished for the day.
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Post by Sō Haruko on Nov 5, 2011 10:13:27 GMT -5
11/4/11
innumerable
in this small shallow puddle
widening circles
you would know, if you were here
the joy in every drop
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Post by Please Delete on Nov 5, 2011 18:22:24 GMT -5
11/5/11
Early morning rays
Pierce the world's misty mantle
Setting trees on fire
How I long for sake cups
Poured together in friendship.
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Post by Please Delete on Nov 6, 2011 7:40:16 GMT -5
11/6/11
I am awakened
Scenting the uncooked muffins
Waiting to be made;
In the hands of a baker,
We are realized today.
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Saionji Shonagon
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One dreamed of becoming somebody. Another remained awake and became. (Found in a fortune cookie.)
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 6, 2011 11:04:54 GMT -5
He carried my things
And made some silly jest as
We walked together.
My breath caught on memory:
He reminded me of you.
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Post by Sō Haruko on Nov 6, 2011 13:00:55 GMT -5
11/5/11
found in the closet
an infant's knitted sweater ...
years of memories
if I ever have a child
she will know you, though you're gone
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Post by Please Delete on Nov 7, 2011 6:59:19 GMT -5
11/7/11
Before the dew sets
The sound of rushing straw shoes
Fills up the courtyard
Trying to beat the new sun
Rising o'er Higashiyama.
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Post by Sō Haruko on Nov 7, 2011 14:32:15 GMT -5
11/6/11
outside, a night storm
hurls lightning and thunderclaps
and lashes with rain
with my husband and a curl
of incense, I am content
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Saionji Shonagon
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One dreamed of becoming somebody. Another remained awake and became. (Found in a fortune cookie.)
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 7, 2011 21:40:52 GMT -5
11/7/11
Moon and sun face off
Across the afternoon sky
Matching stare for stare.
All too soon the sun retreats
Before the advance of night.
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Post by Sō Haruko on Nov 8, 2011 19:53:52 GMT -5
11/7/11
dry leaves rattle across
a gray sky and gray windows
back to the doctor ...
this November tradition
is one I'd like to forget
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