chilly morning – the sky in my sakurayu cup blooming 8th of March – buying a magnolias scarf for my…
Mynah Thread-thin twig by marigold beak, feathered crown swivels, beady eyes saccade, hopping across the tarmac, before it lifts its…
Silken Jewels Dewdropson a fall mornglisten as they catchthe first light. Fracturing raysinto tiny rainbows.They slip from a leafsettling softlyon…
fall drivethrough the woodlandsa flock of juncosglide across the skyanother wordless goodbye half-hearted apologythe wild rye quiverswith white-tailed deertheir antlers…
a stronger flower there are aspectsfrom all the womeni’ve been beforethat i miss,but i am trying to becomfortable enoughto sit…
Listen Up I heard a birdbut, looking for itin the thick brush,was useless.And trying to interpretthe mood of the song,whether…
Vindhya Shadows A yellow bird drops by, blows whistle and vanishesin the blue, in a moment of happiness. The twilight…
the trees held me i hug trees,and i feel their kindness; i wonder if they aresometimes too forgivinglike my mother…
Immortal poetry has the unique ability to transcend time, space, and reality, offering glimpses into worlds both seen and unseen.…
The sky puts on its glassesand tells you to notice elder treesimpersonating particle tracks,ivy paper planes, seagull hooliganstearing up clouds,…