Siwashing It Out Once in Suislaw Forest

    I slept under     rhododendron

    All night    blossoms fell

    Shivering on a sheet of cardboard

    Feet stuck   in my pack

    Hands deep    in my pockets

    Barely  able    to   sleep.

    I remembered    when we were in school

    Sleeping together   in a big warm bed

    We were     the youngest lovers

    When we broke up     we were still nineteen

    Now our   friends are married

    You teach  school back east

    I dont mind     living this way

    Green hills   the long blue beach

    But sometimes   sleeping in the open

    I think back    when I had you.

    A Spring Night in Shokoku-ji

    Eight years ago this May

    We walked under cherry blossoms

    At night in an orchard in Oregon.

    All that I wanted then

    Is forgotten now， but you.

    Here in the night

    In a garden of the old capital

    I feel the trembling ghost of Yugao

    I remember your cool body

    Naked under a summer cotton dress.

    An Autumn Morning in Shokoku-ji

    Last night watching the Pleiades，

    Breath smoking in the moonlight，

    Bitter memory like vomit

    Choked my throat.

    I unrolled a sleeping bag

    On mats on the porch

    Under thick autumn stars.

    In dream you appeared

    （Three times in nine years）

    Wild， cold， and accusing.

    I woke shamed and angry：

    The pointless wars of the heart.

    Almost dawn. Venus and Jupiter.

    The first time I have

    Ever seen them close.

    December at Yase

    You said， that October，

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