what approached the nine months
for you
I let in
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what became stones
bed in bright water
I stand alone on
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what became sun warm
in bright water
I sit alone in
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high moon
the turtles walk around me
back to the sea
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cherry blossoms fall
breast feeding
into her smile
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travelled waves
the last of the holidays
around her feet
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glass house
not timid with the tomatoes
for years now
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mountain sunset
gentle
a scent of childhood
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home delivery
our Thai left-over
the plastic plates
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from yesterday
my haiku still-pencilled
the up-turned stone