While the north wind blows,
 
an old man without a coat
 
shuffles through the park.

 
 
 

Looking at no one,
 
a woman walks through the park
 
picking up red leaves.

 
 
 

First day of April—
 
an old man and his spaniel
 
hobble through the park.

 
 
 

November morning—
 
an old man walks through the park,
 
greeting all the dogs.

 
 
 

Summer afternoon—
 
one stray leaf on a park bench
 
delights a young child.

 
 
 

Midwinter morning—
 
an old man with a prayer wheel
 
spins it in the park.

Coaxing

 
 
 

artist in the park
 
morning after summer rain
 
coaxing tales from paint

Park

 
 
 

in a wayside park
 
only one pigeon cooing
 
and a crimson leaf