Tag: lonliness

  • Love

    Just as musical chords can lie hidden / for someone to strum the silent strings, / I hold love in my heart and bide, / though no one has yet come by.

  • Evening Stroll

    The sky’s rouge / drew back / beneath their steps / overgrown with the sidewalks, / mingled with the dust of asphalts.

  • Mushroom Gathering

    A golden day mid-week — / and what else would maidens seek? / “Mushroom gathering we will go!” / Baskets rustle and pink cheeks glow.

  • Summer

    Summer, nights are round as is the moon / I love the windswept grasses and the face / of a woman / walking on silver paths deep in forest