shifting her plants
on the whim
of a spring breeze ...
it is a woman's privilege
to change her mind
______________
a gunshot
from over the rise
in our suburb...
he never wanted
to go to war
______________
an unseasonal
Autumn wind
stirring up talk ...
things are not
as we remember them
______________
on the whim
of a spring breeze ...
it is a woman's privilege
to change her mind
______________
a gunshot
from over the rise
in our suburb...
he never wanted
to go to war
______________
an unseasonal
Autumn wind
stirring up talk ...
things are not
as we remember them
______________
Anne Curran is a Hamiltonian
and New Zealander. She writes in awe and
admiration of all those Japanese verse poets and editors who have encouraged
her on this journey.
Dear Anne,
ReplyDeleteI'm moved by these poems which convey deep meaning by using simple words.--Thank you.
Michael
Thanks for sharing these.
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