April's air stirs in Willow-leaves...a butterfly Floats and balances
Twilight whippoorwill... Whistle on, sweet deepener Of dark loneliness
Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end - tonight's moon
Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
Old dark sleepy pool... Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
A flute with no holes is not a flute.