Season of Amber
September writes long shadows on the lawn
poetry
Man from the Middle Kingdom
In the latter months of the year
Moon
The obvious is what amazes me,
The Reluctant Patron
I saw the sun
The Footprint
Whoever it was
Front and Center
Skating
The Strawberry Snake
It was strawberry time.
Poem in June
A breeze wipes creases off my forehead
The Monk's Last Miniature
Only the gaunt monk in his damp cell starving,
Roasario
Only when the tide is low,
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