The Poetry of BashoA Poem by Brandta dash of Matsuo Basho, a splash of Tang Dynasty moon mirrors, a crash of worlds
fragile banana plant
teacher living simply I see no difference distant moon shines I feel for other things giving life to the soil I think it is beautiful words grow within things I am one with many names © 2017 Brandt |
StatsAuthorBrandtBaltimore, MDAboutBrandt Dirmeyer is an aspiring writer and poet who wants to use language to display the ecological relationship between people and place, with a focus on revealing individuals as parts of larger whole.. more..Writing
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