Spring at Kyorai’s Hut

by Iain Maloney


bamboo on rock
spring at Kyorai’s hut

should I ask?
blossom falls
like confetti

her name is dance
plum flowers underfoot
she cuts in

rainy season
swells the river
solitary crane

close the windows
cicada screech
count summer days

awake in the dark
barely moves me

autumn decay
my view rusts

the only response
snow drifts

drink melt water
break new ground

bamboo on rock
spring at Kyorai’s hut


Editors Note on Spring at Kyorai’s Hut:


Kyorai’s Hut is not the first piece published by Iain Maloney. He has previously been published in Eastlit as follows:



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