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Blue Willow Bridge

after tsunami
baby's birthday tree alone--
tiny buds of peach
ey
prayer hands open
to release a butterfly
sw
stroked by balmy breeze
hard-hatted businessmen
pedal to work
ey
the trombone player
a little behind
sw
harvest moon rises
breaking the symmetry
of my palace
ey
a newly pickled onion
crosses blue willow bridge
sw
*  
in each cascade
of autumn leaves
he sees her Titian hair
sw
with the billowing laundry
I keep smiling about you
ey
holes in great aunt's sari
and nothing quite matches
the delicate thread
sw
a film-star had a crush
on her in her day
ey
album closed, eyes closed
I take in the waltzing
wild rose scent
sw
cicada’s soft stillness
after her labour
ey
smoke from
a stolen burned-out car
curls up into dusk
sw
a congenial voice
reading the news
ey
a pail of moonlight
in each hand
he treads the icy path
sw
Mr. Sandman spreads
his colorful umbrella
ey
in the magnolia's
dappled shade
the old dog's fitful sleep
sw
to the first rainbow
a wagtail from the river
ey
*  
hidden Christians
of Nagasaki come out
for Easter Mass
ey
shouts in Urdu and
door slams thru the wall
sw
squatting down
his resentful gaze at
another aftershock
ey ***
Ann Summers' windows
our reflections passing by
sw
uncontrollable laughter
teenagers on
a horse-drawn sleigh
ey
eggnog in mittened hands
how fast the snowflakes melt
sw
tuberculosis...
only the coldest
delights her tongue
ey
a trickle of sweat whispers
'follow me down...'
sw
two shadows waver
in the gathering dusk
behind a red barn
ey
patchouli and tie-dye…
she still haunts his dream
sw
past Mt. Snowdon
silhouettes of geese
line the face of Singing Moon
sw
echoes of crickets
wrap Wuthering Heights
ey
*  
pockets bulging with conkers
the children
home from school
sw
a wizened woman guards
the village well
ey
rickety door
or rusty back gate?
that is the postman’s question
sw
tempted to sit on
the beautiful pea-green bench
ey
ripples spread
from the depth of blossoms:
the joy of reunion
ey
soundless, without a splash
the tadpole leaves the cloud
sw

a kasen renku

led by Eiko Yachimoto (Japan)
with Sheila Windsor (United Kingdom)

Started: 21 March 2011
Completed: 7 July 2011

***footnote: Right after March 11 Ryoichi Wago started to twitter from Fukushima and verse #21 is based on one of his early twitters. Please read the attached tomegaki for more details.


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