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Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Monday, December 20, 2010
7, 5, 3
The daughters, in kimonos, go at three and seven,
And the sons, in hakatas, go at five,
To the shrine -- gate to gods and heaven,
To give thanks for being alive.
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Image by Mark Harm Niemeyer
Far Out (By Philip Larkin)
Beyond the bright cartoons
Are darker spaces where
Small cloudy nests of stars
Seem to float on the air.
These have no proper names:
Men out alone at night
Never look up at them
For guidance or delight.
For such evasive dust
Can make so little clear:
Much less is known than not,
More far than near.
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