Long Kanji Poems

It’s frustrating, isn’t it? 
Creating meta hypotheses based on observations and data, 
but not knowing whether they really fit or not? 
Quantum particles change behavior when you are looking at them versus when you are...

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Sotoba Komachi is a modern Noh play by Yukio Mishima (1925-1970). Mishima's play is based on an ancient work by Kan'ami Kiyotsugu (1333-1384). The first kanji means "stupa" (the dome of a shrine) while the...

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i seem to remember
a sunroof sky
full of kanji and silk
wisteria dancing across the wind
my daughter laughing in that so saturated face
as friend and i sit down to a morning game
i swore i would take advantage...

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forgive me master
while you at your desk
took private your thoughts

i dared trespass...
approaching silent
i slipped your mind
in the rays of sun
i came from behind

the master
and I at his desk
...forgive me...

Ancient stokes do see
hands on the brush
playing...

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Yi feng xìn

Dear Motherland,
hope meagre moments yet dance
throwing taunted thrills
to the fostering figs?

Dear Motherland,
do the sassy streams with flaps
on diminuendo and crescendos' rhythm
yet maintain the lusty lyric?

Dear Motherland,
does frolic Kanji dam
basked in mushy currents
wins the...

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Tufted white-tops
on pale beige staggered-stalks,
the coneflowers crowns 
dressed the perennial bed;
leaning precariously against
the conical mushroomesque birdbath.

Snow, soft and wet wrapped the grape arbor like ermine;
making trellises reminiscent of Kanji on a blank page.
Fragile, frozen, flowers...

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Hey I wrote a sonnet. The subject is the agony of leaving behind friends after tenth grade,cause i am leaving tenth grade this year.Its my first sonnet,tell me how is it Rate it out of...

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Many times the ocean 
has saved Nippon,     pearl of the sea,
an oceanic symbiosis  a speck in a fecund see.
The dikes of man  such miniscule plans to   hold...

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A cathedral of cedar spires,
branches, lifted upward toward a robins' egg sky,
adorned the gravel trail;
on the way to the hot springs 
deep in the heart
of the Japanese alps.

Fallen cedar fronds impressed the surface of the...

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