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"Snow<br>falls on snow-<br>silence<br>- santoka taneda",

"Ice and water,<br>Their differences resolved,<br>Are friends again.<p align='center'>- - yasuhara teishitsu</p>",

"Not in the poet is the poem or<br>even the poetry. It is hiding behind<br>a broken wall or a geranium<br>or walking around pretending to be blind<br>seeking a home that it cannot find.<p align='center'>- - george baker</p>",

"Loneliness is my spiritual nourishment.'<p align='center'>- - Lily</p>",

"the moon and the sun are eternal travellers. even the years wander on. a lifetime adrift in a boat, or in old age leading a tired horse into the years, every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home. from the earliest times there have always been some who have perished along the road. still i have always been drawn by windblown clouds into dreams of a lifetime of wandering..<p align='center'>- - Matsuo Basho</p>",

"If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little--somebody who is obsessed by Making. Like all obsessions, the Making obsession has disadvantages; for instance, my only interest in making money would be to make it. Fortunately, however, I should prefer to make almost anything else, including locomotives and roses.<p align='center'>- - ee cummings</p>",

"Fall is a big ball<br>always dancing up and down<br>leaves flying around<p align='center'>- -children's haiku</p>",

"In the fall birds sing<br>Brown leaves fall from bright tall tress<br>I love fall don't you?<p align='center'>- - children's haiku</p>",

"Dragonfly on a rock-<br>absorbed in<br> a daydream<p align='center'>- santoka taneda</p>",

"Bed too short<br>but long enough<br>for making love<p align='center'>- ken jones</p>",

"moonlight gleaming<br>on the grapes-the lovers<br>can't stop laughing<p align='center'>- -penny harter</p>",


"through a hole<br>in a borrowed tent<br>the Milky Way<p align='center'>- -steve shapiro</p>",

"Silence<br>and a deeper silence<br>when the crickets<br>hesitate<p align='center'>- - leonard cohen</p>",

"It gets dark at four o'clock now<br>The windshield is filled with night and cold<br>the motor running for the heater's sake<br>we finally forgive ourselves<br>and touch each other between the legs<br>at last i can feel the element of welcome in our kisses<p align='center'>- - leonard cohen</p>",

"First cicada:<br>life is<br>cruel, cruel, cruel.<p align='center'>- - issa kobayashi</p>",

"The fog comes<br>on little feet.<br>It sits looking<br>over harbor and city<br>on silent haunches<br>and then moves on.<p align='center'>- - carl sandburg</p>",

"i see you river<br>you flow slowly<br>forever</p>",

"A fallen flower<br>flew back to its branch!<br>No, it was a butterfly<p align='center'>- - arakida moritake</p>",

"The fish<br>All struggling upstream:<br>River in spring.<p align='center'>- - natsume soseki</p>",

"shorter kisses<br>longer quarrels-<br>winter solstice<p align='center'>- - eric amann</p>",

"I won't even take<br>the lantern. There<br>the dark's so dark<br>there's no obscurity<p align='center'>- - giorgio caproni</p>",

"Don't weep, insects-<br>lovers, stars themselves,<br>must part<p align='center'>- - Issa kobayashi</p>",

"She sulks,<br>says nothing, and becomes<br>a white rose<p align='center'>- - hino sojo</p>",

"I close my eyes<br>and bask in the warmth of love<br>that is long past.<p align='center'>- - hino sojo</p>",

"In the waves no trace<br>remains,though I have swum there<br>with a woman.<p align='center'>- - seishi yamaguchi</p>",

"So languidly<br>snowflakes fall,offering no<br>consolation to me.<p align='center'>- - ishida hakyo</p>",

"She removes her<br>panties<br>full moon<p align='center'>- - george swede</p>",

"Since you went away<br>No flowers are left on earth.<p align='center'>- - natsume soseki</p>",

"too quick to reply<br>cutting my tongue<br>on the envelope<p align='center'>- - john stevenson</p>",

"[poets] lie too much.<br>We know too little and are bad learners:<br>so we have to lie<p align='center'>- - thus spoke zarathustra</p>",

"O sky above me, you pure, lofty sky!<br>This is now your purity to me, that there is no eternal reason-spider and spider's web in you -<br>that you are to me a dance floor for divine chances,<br>that you are to me a god's table for divine dice and dicers!<p align='center'>- - thus spoke zarathustra</p>",

"The minute I heard my first love story<br>I started looking for you, <br>not knowing how blind that was.<br>Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.<br>They're in each other all along. <p align='center'>- - rumi</p>",

"...But had my Miriam not been with me I would have seen nothing,<br>for the eye without its light is but a cavity in the face,<br>no more, no less.<p align='center'> - - Kahlil Gibran</p>",

"I fear winter because it is the season of comfort<p align='center'>- - arthur rimbaud</p>"

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