Toshie Nohara Poems

When I look at you, water buffalo
Your body big and muddy
Weight so heavy
You seem quite clumsy, yet
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On her wrinkled face, always
A blissful smile for us
My beloved mother would
try whistling to herself almost
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Carrying a bucket full of frogs
The short man
promply stops at certain houses
Children and housewives
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We are members of one household
Decended from our ancestors
From one generation to the next
All related to one another
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A spider looses not
Its patience when
Spinning its
Web
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Thousands and thousands of people commute by train
In Japan everyday
In the morning rush hour
Expert 'pushers' at most busy stations
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Mt. Fuji
Hides behind clouds and snow
Perhaps resting
Still attracts diehards like magnets
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A short poem is hard to write
Cluttered thoughts taxing my poor brain
and mind seems tired tonight
I now refrain from writing it
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