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This week’s words: flames, yearn, immeasurable, safe, inky, bend, waking, still, erode, clay, sheet, pebble
 
The first line of each haiku or senryu below is taken from Shu Ting‘s poem “The Singing Flower,” translated from the Chinese by Carolyn Kizer.
 


I return to you
at dawn when you are waking—
still your door is locked.
 
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Pounding at your door,
immeasurable horror
still clutches my heart.
 
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Sit in the darkness—
as you brush the blue clay bowl,
bid your heart be still.
 
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On a speeding train
hurtling through the inky night—
be still, my wild heart.
 
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Permit me to dream
of the things I still care about—
flames in the plum tree.
 
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My little basket
still holds a pebble and plum—
the plum is for you.
 
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Your singing flower
cannot make me yearn for you—
still I will listen.
 
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Come in the morning
when I am still ripe with sleep—
bend me to your lips.
 
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I reserve the right
to keep myself safe from you—
are you still amazed?
 
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in the barley fields
harvesters still swinging scythes—
a sheet of lightning
 
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My poems travel
in orbits that erode words—
still, they can be read.
 
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Guided by flowers,
I am still finding my way
fragrance by fragrance.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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