In a misty rain
A butterfly is riding
The tail of a cow.

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That abandoned house.
With its yard of fallen leaves,
In the setting sun.

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A soft wind at dawn
Lifts one dry leaf and lays it
Upon another.

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Burning autumn leaves,
I yearn to make the bonfire
Bigger and bigger.

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A silent spring wood:
A crow opens its sharp beak
And creates a sky.

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A blacksmith’s hammer
Beating the silver moon thin
On a cool spring night.

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Announcing autumn,
One dry leaf taps with crisp sound
On my window pane.

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As though sleepwalking,
A gray cat crosses the sand
In yellow moonlight.