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Ghjacumu Biancarelli
The Corsican EpigramThe declining moon
Set on edge
As the flowers look on.
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Frost-covered
Windswept
A forsaken child.
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The morning snow
A clutch of leeks :
The remains of a garden.
In broad daylight
The firefly
Is red-headed.
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The sea darkens
Ducks call
In bright tones.
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Secretly by night
Worms in the chestnuts
Under the moonlight.
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Snow, snow
At the year's end tonight
The moon beams full.
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I glimpse
The storks' nests
Through the leaves of the cherry-tree.
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A rush of starlings' wings
Fruit drops from the medlar tree
In the morning storm.
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The crane shrieks so loud
As to sunder
The juniper tree.
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Beneath the season's cold rain
Even the cat
Longs to wear a coat of straw.
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From all over
There is a yearning for flowers
In the water of the pool
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A fishermen's shelter
Among the shrimps
A cricket.
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Hunting the fire-fly
A drunken sailor
What confusion!
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In the cow shed
The dark buzz of mosquitoes
Heat of late summer
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Being green
Suffices unto
The pepper
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Under the full moon
The splash of the sea
Reaches my doorstep
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Never forget
The solitary taste
0f pristine dew
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