July 2  2004

One-thousand two-hundred forty-six

Risic Monk Crimson Ki hollows

full moon, a beaver swims the dapple, a heron stands the dark lake

all ashore absorb sheen

Crimson Ki dashing and pausing

sandy poplar, wild willow

whip dogwood and thrash

grass, strife

false calm of caesura

set or by night

texture and mirror

flick and meditate



back   next

Close the window to return to the calendar.