Bonsai of Thoughts (Translated)

Reflections in Miniature: Eighty-Nine

1. Right before the eyes
lies a jewel,
in dust.

2. When fog
covers the whole field,
then two dogs come
to lead me home.

3. The door of the empty
prayer hall
opens,
closes.

4. In the land of the deceitful
in the guise of the guileless
the deceitful mingle.

5. Dense fog
settles here...
having moved
the mountain aside.

6. Hearing the sound of storm
dogs scratch the earth.

7. Game over—
cards scattered and left,
the gamblers sleep.

8. In the empty temple
wind still
rings the bell.

9. The waiting room
is empty.

In the ashtray,
an apple's skeleton.

10. When clouds come
from beneath the clouds
clouds move away.

11. On the station bench,
yesterday's newspaper.

The train picks up speed.

12. In a paper cup
coffee foam
smears stale
in memory of a kiss.

13. She returns.

On her thighs, her breasts, her hair...
the sin of the defeated sea.

14. The mad night's call—
just once;
then...
again and again!

15. In courtyards upon courtyards
dogs.

In skies upon skies
stars.

On floors upon floors
solitudes.

16. I hold water
in this fist;
along with mud—
to hold the water.

17. From the writing notebook
a procession of dark letters
looks toward the light.

18. Stone upon stone
evening upon evening
firefly upon firefly.

19. The mule
finds sin
even in virtue.

20. When the sun rises
beloved sins
put on masks of virtue.
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