YANG CHU‘S POEMS #318
On an autumn red-spotted leaf autumn
In Mount Hakusan chilly forest far
Away from people I recited aloud
My poems about
About the transport of the transient,
How the concept of permanence is a lie.
I heard the bright green tip
Of new emanated pine needle applaud.
Felt the pine needle’s lips kiss my cheek,
Knew I had not written in vain.
Duane Locke
Posted over on Vagabondage Press
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