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Though I think
Not to think about it any more,
I do think about it,
And wet my sleeves
Thinking about it.

Daigu Ryokan (Japan, 1758-1831)

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In his company
I even see a price tag
dangling from the moon.

Jeanine Hoedemakers (Dutch)

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Better than to say things like a wise man, it seems,
is to drink sake, get drunk, and weep.

Otomo-no-Tabito (Japan, 665-731)

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Taking a rest
I let the city noises
leak out of my ears

Jane Reichhold (USA)

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Swifter than hail
Lighter than a feather,
A vague sorrow
Crossed my mind.

Yosano Akiko (Japan, 1878-1942)

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Today I am a man.
Tomorrow I will return
to the seventh grade.

David M. Bader (USA)

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Reading haiku
I am unhappy,
longing for the Nameless.

Allen Ginsberg (USA, 1926-1997)

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Your last word
hangs in the air
a helium balloon floating
too high to catch

Joanna Ashwell (UK)

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Another year
has past – the world
is no different.

Allen Ginsberg (USA, 1926-1997)

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No thoughts for a sec
between silence and me
room for nothing

Jeanine Hoedemakers (Dutch)

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Monet? Van Gogh? Feh.
Pisarro – a mensch!   Did you
        know he was Jewish?

David M. Bader (USA)

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"Life should be so dramatic!" you declare —
for me a dramatic
supporting role.

Machi Tawara (Japan)

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If a rich man
is what you mean to be
forget the autumn evening too.

Takarai Kikaku (Japan, 1661-1707)

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The way she looks at him.
In the emptiness of her gaze
he can be anything.

Jeanine Hoedemakers (Dutch)

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I have lost my way
In a strange town at night, –
A sky of old cold stars.

Richard Wright (USA, 1908-1960)

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