Still Summer, but getting cold

Osorno’s slopes

And bamboo in the picture

Just like Mount Fuji

At the bus stop

Letting each bus pass by

And the rain

Near the roaring surf

Even children's cries are gone

What a deep silence!

Midday is brooding

While the dragonflies hover

An eternity

Cannot be

Sun in the treetops

Canopy

Last night of the proms

Musicians tune instruments

ENTER conductor

Summer sun, at last

Cat asleep and mice asleep

A yawn from the fridge

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