god is a button
alas! beyond my reach
blown off the scarecrow

Fan Is Red

Spun in vermillion ropes
this red fan raised
to blind blue horses
drenched through
at old age.

Deluge

Will-breaking rain; yet
I can mend your umbrella
With that scarecrow's heart.

\\  an endless night ends  \\  rain pelting the window visible  \\

in utero there are twenty-seven verbs for clinging

ivory barks   birds distance themselves from babies in barrels

summerpassion  //  fireflies feasting on unschooled dragons

so when yellow steel forged by bent chrysanthemums cools and wakes

the song sewn in a kimono:

even the blind ragpicker has eyes
and a straw umbrella

from the moon's point of view:

a beautiful boy in a blue lady's slipper