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(for Kenneth Rexroth)
harvest night
my shadow and I share
the moon
old pond...
a frog gazes
at the floating moon
stone Buddha
the scent of chrysanthemums
lingers
one for you
one for me, another for you…
a skyful of stars
walking alone
under the moonlit sky
few flake...then many
talking to you again
under the moonlit night:
my shadow
