On "Bush Clover," Written For a Thousand-Verse Sequence
Nowadays
not a friend
whose heart
goes back to the past
is left in the world.
But on a branch
grown old like me —
blossoms on autumn bush clover.
not a friend
whose heart
goes back to the past
is left in the world.
But on a branch
grown old like me —
blossoms on autumn bush clover.
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