2016年10月12日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 233rd. week
On chanting a sutra, at the room next door, being close to each other.
The electric lamp, on exchanging to new one, a ship sinks.
In where your staying, two hands of a clock, to drop out of sight.
As preying impaling in shrikes, to regard me, humid in this night it's.
Grains of boiled rice, wrapping with a leaf of ginkgo, ants haul.
composed by them.
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