sensibility

Why is a heart
attached to cherry blossoms
still in this body
which, I thought,
had forsaken the world?

Saigyô

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the sun

The sun grows steadily from its watered root
by reason of the ambrosia poured from her moon-bowl by Night
as by a gardener girl desiring a new garden,
in fact, the world.
As it grows from out its trench,
the Eastern Mountain’s ring of peaks,
red as fresh coral, may it bring you joy,
this first sprout of the tree of day.

Mayura