Wednesday, April 02, 2014

Poem - Hokusai

son of a mirror maker
to a shogun

changed his name
at least 30 times whatever
he was working in

one name new
like a fresh kimono

carved prints of
lakes mountains whores
and actors wind waterfalls
and sex and fires in the snow
mt. Fuji and a sea
that would kill

the outlines
of cranes in autumn

pieces of paper
blown over
to the moon

then back
to the earth


Quail Meadow
Spring 2014

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