rustle of bamboo
the steady pace of oxen
hauling fruit

Hiroshima Day –
a cat pokes and pokes
a cicada shell

cloudy afternoon –
a chrysanthemum blooms
in the paper-folder's hand

wet summer night
one neighbor's cigarette
joins another

apple peelings –
a slow drip
the rain left

summer veranda –
into an open notebook
a few unknown seeds

chemo again –
trying not to notice
the lawn's brown spots

afterglow
a white heron vanishes
in the rising fog

rain on the roof
my breath stirs a cobweb
in the corner

Autumn rain . . .
a face in a window
behind rivulets