Poem for Kokura after hanami
Kokura, Japan, in the middle of April, there are cherry blossoms, like faces, eddying in alleys, swirling on pavement and in tight spiral trails behind bicycle ...
Kokura, Japan, in the middle of April, there are cherry blossoms, like faces, eddying in alleys, swirling on pavement and in tight spiral trails behind bicycle ...
I am at the Peace Memorial Museum in Hiroshima, it is Passion week, Easter has closed in. I am in front of an exhibit. Behind glass upon a circular stand is wha...