orange on the sand
do I consider it trash?
or discarded snack
in the sea-surf edge
mingling with bright small shells
bush-clover petals
~Basho
my two plum trees are
so gracious…see, they flower
one now, one later
~Buson
in city fields
contemplating cherry trees
strangers are like friends
~Issa
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out-of-doors at noon
church bells chime familiar song
neighbor sands new deck
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late April evening
killing, hard freeze expected
pumpkin plants have died
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