A Flute With No Holes

The Desire To Break The Silence With Constant Human Noise Is, I Believe, Precisely An Avoidance Of The Sacred Terror Of That Divine Encounter.

Do Not Resemble Me-never Be Like A Musk Melon Cut In Two Identical Halves.

From All These Trees, In The Salads, The Soup, Everywhere, Cherry Blossoms Fall.

At The Ancient Pond The Frog Plunges Into The Sound Of Water

If I Had The Knack I'd Sing Like Cherry Flakes Falling