YAP!– PONSKY GOD…
In the temple,
Icons of Christ are trampled.
Peonies bloom.
Masaoka Shiki.
The cave is empty.
Only forget-me-nots
On our bed.
A spark in the grass:
The scythe met the stone.
Japanese fog.
All night till dawn,
Cicadas rejoiced.
Could not close an eye.
By morning, a dream:
You knocking on my window.
Almond in the wind.
A bandit in the garden
Pulled out his sword too late.
Moonlight in his gaze.
(...)
All night, through and through,
“Cicadas sang.”
Could not awaken.
Yap! ponsky god
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