night deepening . . .
family, home, and house
embodied
in one Chinese word, Jia,
murmured in my attic room
Hundred Gourds, 1:4,2012
A Room of My Own: Past and Present, Then Ever
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cherry blossoms
always the same, and yet
ever new with you
pink blossom rain
the space where you used to be
pink blossom rain
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a riverside stro...
