Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Scare

Fish
when chased
jump out of the water



Sunday, March 20, 2016

Natukashii

The rose bush in my childhood’s home
is blooming.
I didn’t know they lived that long.
I’m hiding behind it
thinking like the child I once was
As if fifty years had not passed.
Laboriously I straighten to stand again

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Spring?

First sun in a week
brings bicycle out –
nightingale was singing through the night