Nobody shows up
 
to mourn the homeless woman—
 
autumn loneliness.

 
 

Biting an apple,
 
only to find it mealy—
 
autumn loneliness.

 
 

A little boy sobs,
 
cradling his crushed dragon kite—
 
April loneliness.

 
 
 

A rowdy crow cries,
 
drowning out the train’s whistle—
 
winter loneliness.

 
 
 

A rowdy crow’s cry
 
drown’s out the west wind’s droning—
 
winter loneliness.

 
 
 

deep the loneliness
 
of a birchwood stripped of leaves
 
on an autumn night

 
 
 

Summer loneliness—
 
on this jasmine-scented path
 
no one walks with me.

 
 
 

refrigerator
 
humming a song to itself—
 
autumn loneliness

 
 
 

Mountain loneliness—
 
hunting in silence, the owl
 
overtakes its prey.

 
 
 

Into its shadow
 
a bell releases one note—
 
autumn loneliness.