the big bad wolf by don marquis

( i went to a movie show )

the lesson of the moth by don marquis

( i was talking to a moth )

untitled poems by kobayashi issa

In this world
we walk on the roof of hell,
gazing at flowers.


The world of dew
is the world of dew,
And yet, and yet--



The holes in the wall
play the flute
this autumn evening.



That gorgeous kite
rising
from the beggar's shack.



Even with insects--
some can sing,
some can't.



Crescent moon--
bent to the shape
of the cold.


Children imitating cormorants
are even more wonderful
than cormorants.