By the Peonies (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
The peonies bloom, white and pink.And inside each, as in a fragrant bowl,A swarm of tiny beetles have their conversation,For ...
The peonies bloom, white and pink.And inside each, as in a fragrant bowl,A swarm of tiny beetles have their conversation,For ...
for KansenjoThe old daysbeautifully in bloom —the winter peony. (Kaga no Chiyo)
the peony seemsto think itself Yokihias she awakes(Masaoka Shiki)
they call this flower white peony.yes, buta little red.(Kyoshi Takahama)
A beestaggers out of the peony. (Matsuo Basho)
_Hark! Hark!The dogs do bark!It's the socialists come to town,None in rags and none in tags,Swaggering up and down_.Sunday morning,And ...
A rose in my garden, the sweetest and fairest,Was hanging her head through the long golden hours;And early one morning ...
I'm never alone in the garden, he said. "I'm never alone with the flowers.It seems like I'm meeting the ...
'Tis a little old house with a squeak in the stairs,And a porch that seems made for just two easy ...
Through all the wind-blown aisles of May,Faint bells of perfume swing and fall.Within this apple-petalled wall(A gray east, flecked with ...
MY hollyhocks are all awake, And not a single rose is lost; My wallflowers, for dear pity's sake, ...
When the bare feet of the baby beat across the grass The little white feet nod like white flowers in ...
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
After a Print by George Cruikshank It was a gusty night, With the wind booming, and swooping, Looping round corners, ...
Below are eleven Buson haiku beginning with the phrase 'The short night--' The short night-- on the hairy caterpillar beads ...
A bee staggers out of the peony. (Matsuo Basho)
I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat half out of water, with my hook fast in ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
When I was young the silk of my mind hard as a peony head unfurled and wind bloomed the parachute: ...
THIS is the song I rested with: The right shoulder of a strong man I leaned on. The face of ...
Girls buck the wind in the grooves toward work in fuzzy coats promised to be warm as fur. The shop ...
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