Reading Bashö in the Suburbs
Don’t follow in the footsteps of the old poets, seek what they sought. – Bashö[1] ain drips through the pines in the backyard, shushes…
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Starter Home
When my parents sold the house I grew up in, I was determined not to be sentimental about it.
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Seeds
My grandfather lives among the trees. He is streaked with dirt, brown as a fallen acorn. When he walks, the leaves bend under his feet.
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