Booby Trap( 貞 The Photo From Gotenba Japan )

The Photo From Gotenba Japan

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The hill is steep in your picture; the trees are not totally straight; they are slightly tilted by gravity. The depth of ground is not there, covered thick with pale leaves; it is smothered by overgrowth. The far, sparse and brittle light is carved into a forest that is not there; pieces of sharpened sky. With no one inside the thicket; something shadowy whispers angled epistles to wet tree roots Notes: (c)R.H.Peat 12/8/98 -- 1:30 am Free verse--4 tercets/ 12 lines A letter from one poet to another From a photo given to me by Rinzo Shimizu Of the area around Gotenba Japan A NOT poem 屼揳応偐傜偺幨恀 R.H.僺乕僩媢偼孹幬偟偰偄傞栘乆偺姴傗巬偼扨弮偵傑偭偡偖偺傃偰偼偄側偄偦傟傜偼抧偺椡偵傛傝彮偟孹偄偰偄傞抧柺偼尒偊側偄惵偞傔偨栘偺梩偱岤偔暍傢傟栁傒偵塀傟偰偄傞僼儗乕儉偺撪偵側偄栘乆偵嬫愗傜傟偨塻偄嬻偺抐曅偐傜棃傞墦偄旝偐側夡傟傗偡偄岝偑偙偙偵挙傜傟偰偄傞錗偵偼扤傕偄側偄偑扺偄壗偐偑偝偝傗偔幖偭偨栘偺崻偵埗偰傜傟偨丂栘偺榩嬋偵幨憸偝傟傞庤巻傪拹丗(c)R.H.Peat丂12/8/98 -- 1:30 am 帺桼帊丂4楢丒12峴乛帊恖偐傜帊恖傊埗偰傜傟偨庤巻傛傝丄惔悈椮憿傛傝憲傜傟偰偒偨擔杮偺屼揳応晅嬤偺堦枃偺幨恀偵偮偒丅乮偙傟偼丄僱僈僥傿僽側傕偺傪捛媮偺壥偰偵億僕僥傿僽側傕偺傪昞偡僲僢僩丒億僄儉偺帋傒偺傂偲偮偱偁傞乯丅 When Mud Dreams Our thick reflections flow out - Sap beneath the bark of oaks --+-- In Gotemba-a snapshot taken- Wooded sky clenched in your fist You ask me about the roots Of the forest you have sent me --+-- In Auburn- the wheelbarrow Pushed-dirt on my cold hands I tell you all about the wet leaves Covering my earthly home. --+-- Ink twigs scratch on the clouds Messages written on puddled sky Notes: To a poet from a friend (c)R. H. Peat -- 12/29/98 -- 9:32 PM Free verse/ 6 couplets/ 12 lines From a letter to Rinzo In Japan A Ball Made By The Forest I take a photo. Trees in the Gotenba forest. The globe flows in space, A ball made by the forest flies through the sky. (c)Rinzo Shimizu --Dec 1998-- Your Forest As The Song We begin in the woods shadow steps a-dance the leaves cutting silhouettes into a rooted distant sky. We end inside the night dark heavens a-flutter the trees whispering wind over three stars in Orion laughing (c)R.H.Peat -- 1/7/99 -- 9:03 PM Free Verse/ 2 quatrains/ 8 lines The Roots Of Hair The stars melt away in the twilight. The silhouettes of the forest fade away in the violet sky. I see the roots of hair as many cracks in the sky. (c)Rinzo Shimizu --Jan 1999-- A Tanka/Thin sky Amazed in bare woods, stern wind captured in branches, I listen-thin sky. Assault in winter shadows, I feel pricked coldness. (c)R. H. Peat - 1/13/98 -12:13 am Attemp at English Tanka/ 5 lines 偼偩偐栘偺嬻偺愗曅偆偡傕偺偺敡偵搥傓塭搤愴偓偔傞 Booby Trap No. 28

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