Green water reflects scales of bright red;
Weeds and algae appear as clear as in a mirror.
When the fisherman rapped on his boat,
I thought it was petals falling.
translated by Yin-nan Chang
Being Present for the Moment
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Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
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Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
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In Kate's World
Leonard Durso 
so beautiful!
I agree.
I soak up the poem, close my eyes and remember the words and see it all – just so wonderful.
I’m glad it gives you such pleasure.
Indeed they do Leonard, I can vision the beauty that surrounds the words. Please keep putting them out.
Marvellous .heat touching poem.
Glad you like this one, too.