they stopped at the stream;
one sat down
and one stood close by
and they both cried,
...
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stand up, children
stand up and wipe those tears;
smile and laugh
...
there is silence;
not a thought or motion
all activity whispered and soothed into oblivion
sinking in the moment;
...
a little more haste, neighbor,
as we pick edible plants
on these slopes of the mountains;
the air is fresh and the delicate plants
...
Ah, my feet hurt these days
walking on these hills and slopes
and it’s been seven days
since my straw shoes were thinned and with holes
...
the sunset does not come,
do you think,
to be appreciated
and to be told how beautiful it is,
...
since childhood
and since I first knew
that such unglamorous places as libraries exist
(well, obviously the masses think
...
wagtail sits
on sparse branch
ample space and clear all round
wonders outward
...
you know
that little bird that’s
on the tree
and sings when it wants to
...