translation

nearer now,
I can hear her smile -
a bad translation

words

writing, writing some more -
when the Cardinal calls
my words fly away

Noon in the Middle Kingdom (amerikan spoken here)

hmm, look at that baby, clean lines, Corinthian leather, and,
(sssnnniiifff) that new weapon smell!

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I think the Chinese are trying to bankrupt the US. They prefer that to actual war.

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that's part of war - they stopped buying treasuries already - "death to Amerika"

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Yes, but I like to mince words.

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no, no, no, that ain't me babe - ` made sure to put it in quotes

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Yes, but Uncle Confucius wants YOU! Use your head, son.

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come on board for the big win... sir?

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No, just follow the Middle Way.

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observe the squirrel - yes, I think I understand now

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Good. Now leave all your aircraft carriers in my bath tub.

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what about my ducks?! ... oh

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We can use then for firing practice.

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get an estimate first

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Bashaar plus 20.

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from a reliable contractor - betty's list?

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Betty crock of what, eh?

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a service to find services

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but remember - back down the ladder may cost you more

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The true searcher for the way enters the rock cliff cave and then contemplates the guano.

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I love a good guerro solo

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That figures. I'll tell president Xi that one. He'll have a good ho ho ho.

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not now it's nappies

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everyone's asleep

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But it's noon in the Middle Kingdom.


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bread & fish

Out of bread,
I toss words at the water --
Koi rising











パンがなくなった私は水に言葉を投げます-鯉上昇







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birds

on the longest night













flitting from nest to husk












even in her dreams













the language of birds













never left to rest















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Autumn Ginko: October 2010

leaf viewing
a black ribbon unwinds
on pace with the sun

















oak leaves tossed about
on a sudden wind --
that sense of falling
















cool steel
set deep in the rock
the current always constant




























all but in vain
lumbermen search for the key
a river made from trees




























something's forgotten
down those damp hollows --
in the glacier's garden


















stones and gravel
sheared right through --
the glacier asleep


















an idle contemplation
for the waters of Autumn --
Princess of the Falls




























memories, fleeting,
bear a lingering sweetness --
coolness in the pine















Interstate Park








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Reconciliation

trying to reconcile my image of a semi-retired slouch
with my OCD has been no Spring picnic










more people seem fixated on a speckled fawn
than concerned with a flight of geese










poets anthropomorphize plants and rocks and things
while I struggle with inanimate objects










my MMPI reveals a predilection for occasional chairs that swivel










more than once I've been called upon to ask myself,
"What would a Monkey do?"









I never understood what they meant by "fat ladies in glasses"
until I'd been under surveillance by the Secret Service











they talk of War and all the while I've fought myself
and I'm one tough son-of-a-bitch

snoose hollow

so colorful,
the elder's language~
snoose hollow