reading Basho
under Mount Okuhotaku’s
drowsy pines
he went to Zenkō-ji too
me following
him following me
the page falls open
birch bark flaps
in a sudden breeze
no pink way-marker
ribbons hanging from trees
in those days
© Tom McCulloch
reading Basho
under Mount Okuhotaku’s
drowsy pines
he went to Zenkō-ji too
me following
him following me
the page falls open
birch bark flaps
in a sudden breeze
no pink way-marker
ribbons hanging from trees
in those days
© Tom McCulloch