nary a speck of dust chrysanthemums flowers blooming in the stones autumn coolness hand and hand paring away eggplants -- cucumbers don't imitate me we are not two halves of a muskmelon ear of the pine tree mushroom on a strange tree with a leaf stuck to it the village so old there's not a single house without a persimmon tree autumn begins sea and sprouting rice fields one green failing health chewing dried seaweed my teeth grate on sand