Senryu I Think Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Senryu I Think



Senryu
I’m not his servant
But will obey my father
He’s got the whip

Sun rays
Warms crumbling wall
Ghosts take fright

On a mossy stone
Minute flowers grow
Old reverie

Monday, January 31, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: ghosts
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