In this poem I describe just the slightest tinge of autumn on a mountain near our home after a long and hot summer.

Japanese Autumn Mountain

(after Akutagawa and Ta Ch’ih)

Each misty pine

sticking through haze

reveals dark green

slopes rising up

to bushes scarcely

tinged with rust

barely hinting at

crispness high above

sultry gorges fringed

with glimmering tiles

of cottage roofs and

bevies of sparrows

fluttering in-between.

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  • ken bultman on Oct 28, 2009

    Nice imagery.

  • Zappy on Oct 28, 2009

    Ken
    Nice imagery.

    Zappy

  • gabrielegualco on Mar 6, 2010

    Yes very nice.. Japan must be a nice land..

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