red the dog barks at sunset clouds but not forever
(First published in Under the Basho.)
red the dog barks at sunset clouds but not forever
(First published in Under the Basho.)
brushes her red inclination against the trembling milk of it
the effort, with red leaves finely pointed, rapid heart
laughing in a shower little red mouths of chestnut flowers
waiting for the fan to pass again the carpet too red
so many things but where do I
start in the red shade of the oak