Prose A road to the snake tree: a poem Do you know the snake tree? It used to be the bottom of the river, which is dried out in every dry season. It will be... May 26, 2020 Prose
Poetry A body in the well I looked down in the well Where I cannot see the bottom Where you are sleeping Nov 21, 2019 Poetry
Poetry A Voice – a poem I cannot hear your voice who is sleeping at the bottom of the water as calmly as the breaths of jasmine I'm like a ... Nov 20, 2019 Poetry
Poetry My butterfly lied to me - ぼくの蝶: a poem My butterfly lied to me with a flutter of glory angel with a faithful smile of ave maria Nov 6, 2019 Nov 13, 2019 Poetry
Poetry Camellia’s heads - 椿塚: a poem I put camellia blossoms in a line on a silver stone counting the red one camellia, two camellias and again Nov 6, 2019 Nov 11, 2019 Poetry
Poetry Poison 毒 — a poem The poison which you have set my fingers, my feet, my hands, my face calmly fulfilling like the tide Nov 4, 2019 Nov 11, 2019 Poetry