The old dog
is leading the way—
visiting family graves
—Issa
***
Wolves
are keening in harmony—
this snowy evening
—Joso
***
Hiding its tail
among the ears of barley—
an old fox
—Tesshi
***
Even small birds
fly past and do not enter—
so deep the woods
—Chine
***
If it had no voice
the heron might disappear—
this morning's snow
—Chiyo
***
A thin layer of snow
coats the wings of mandarin ducks—
such stillness!
—Shiki
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—Medusa
Medusa encourages poets of all ilk and ages to send their poetry, photos and art, and announcements of Northern California poetry events to kathykieth@hotmail.com for posting on this daily Snake blog. Rights remain with the poets. Previously-published poems are okay for Medusa’s Kitchen, as long as you own the rights. (Please cite publication.)