Emotional Poetry

The Gardener LXXXIV: Over the Green

Over the green and yellow rice-fieldssweep the shadows of the autumnclouds followed by the swift-chasingsun.The bees forget to sip their…

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The Gardener LXXVI: The Fair Was On

The fair was on before the temple.It had rained from the early morningand the day came to its end.Brighter than…

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The Gardener LXXIX: I Often Wonder

I often wonder where lie hiddenthe boundaries of recognition betweenman and the beast whose heart knowsno spoken language.Through what primal…

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The Gardener LXI: Peace, My Heart

Peace, my heart, let the time forthe parting be sweet.Let it not be a death but completeness.Let love melt into…

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The Gardener LV: It Was Mid-Day

It was mid-day when you wentaway .The sun was strong in the sky.I had done my work and sat aloneon…

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The Gardener LI: Then Finish the Last Song

Then finish the last song and let usleave.Forget this night when the night isno more.Whom do I try to clasp…

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The Gardener IV: Ah Me

Ah me, why did they build myhouse by the road to the markettown?They moor their laden boats nearmy trees.They come…

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The End

It is time for me to go, mother; I am going.When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn you…

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Song Unsung

The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.I have spent my days in stringing and in…

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She

She who ever had remained in the depth of my being,in the twilight of gleams and of glimpses;she who never…

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