#2478 -- two poem drafts at Moto Hakone

 

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two poem drafts at Moto Hakone

 

on the cedar way

 

traffic roar

Sunday gridlock serene

between us and the lake

 

tree for ink painting

lost in breeze

view of an old eruption

 

dragonfly caught in a web

caught in the bright

midmorning now

 

 

 

 

on temple steps

 

the emptiness is a mirror of mind

 

here’s a chill on the last of the lake

 

it comes to me that

 

a wall of wishes hung

and some throw coins to bow

 

a queue and a couple of claps

for a god

 

little dog carried up the steep temple stairs

panting in time with its mistress

just now I wish I were you