Seasons
Same stars but less sky
No sign of movement; I have
not seen the moon yet
No sign of movement; I have
not seen the moon yet
Shed my winter drab
Springtime scents bring life and sense
Sweet pocket of time
Celestial sighs
uncover the tired moon
from my cloud of smoke
Blades of grass shimmer
Dancing in the playful rays
of the summer light
A golden leaf falls
The delicate descent of
autumn’s final tear
Springtime scents bring life and sense
Sweet pocket of time
Celestial sighs
uncover the tired moon
from my cloud of smoke
Blades of grass shimmer
Dancing in the playful rays
of the summer light
A golden leaf falls
The delicate descent of
autumn’s final tear
Alec Wilson is a translator and Japanophile. He likes writing haiku and watching Taiga dramas.
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