Autumn Rain

Autumn rain

Running down the window

Steam of a tea cup

(Simultaneously published at POETS The Original)

Fall painted mountains

Wind prowling in the oaks

Then shutting the door

The essence of fall

n taking a breath of mist

And a coloured leaf

During fall

Nights get shorter

With moon and wine

Fish in a bowl

A butterfly passing by

Maybe they talk

Moon and wine

The poet and his shadow

Forgot his name

Actually it’s Li Bo (李伯: 舉杯邀明月 / 對影成三人 – I raise my cup to the moon / With the shadow it makes us three)

Crescent moon

Next to a street light

But never broken

The blossoms of spring

Are gone now like the cherries

But autumn's colours

Let's catch

The autumn storm in jars

And drink it later

Had been published on Mainichi last year.

Off work too late

Sun is already resting

Red back lights dancing

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