Shaping Words

On this quiet night A night of many spirits Hours before the dawn There are voices in the wind And songs sung among the stars

On a dark October night As the month comes to an end Darkness thick falls on the street -- Letters written I won't send

Coffee Banana bread The sharp and the sweet blend Difficulties dissolve and mend -- Close friends

At election time Tensions rise with hope and fear After a few years Nobody will understand What we debated and planned

Oak trees in the field Under a sky of thick clouds No shadows are cast In the early morning hours The sound of some autumn crows

Kokinshu Commentary – 10 10. Fujiwara Kotonao. A poem recited at the beginning of spring Has spring come early Or might the blossoms be lat...

What I Learned From Emily Dickinson After great pain, a formal feeling comes – Poem 372 Emily Dickinson is my favorite American poet. I rea...