The Dead Along the River Speak to Me

By Steve B Howard | Steve B Howard | 3 Mar 2019

There are no bodies
in the ground.

Japanese cemeteries
contain only headstones.

On the gentle sweep
of the river bank Kami wander.

Small pink flowers fight
through frozen dirt.
A sudden explosion of color
in the black mud.

This afternoon snow
will cover all.

Poetry Japan death

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Steve B Howard

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