Chirping At Dusk

Molly Vallor — Wed, 08 Feb 2012 07:07:02 +0000

It started to snow this morning. After two days of a less cold rain that suggested spring, I awoke to see snowflakes drifting in a half-clouded sky, the sun rising in a clear patch to the east. At midmorning, the sky clouded over and it began to snow furiously. From my window, I watched it fall upon the construction site across from my building. On the roof of the still skeletal building, workers persisted in the icy wet shower.

winter veiled grey

deleted in a starched sky

snowflakes meet sparks

from a welder’s torch

six floors above shijo street

Noontime bike ride

Molly Vallor — Thu, 02 Feb 2012 12:14:07 +0000

black top icy shade

collated in browns and black

parallel to side walk

brushed aside by street traffic

pigeons snacking in the snow

Molly Vallor — Mon, 30 Jan 2012 04:06:51 +0000

boots Made in China

pound cement forty years on

creased back to life

just beneath a Saga road

poets stir from thousand year sleep

Molly Vallor — Sun, 01 Jan 2012 08:22:26 +0000

clouds brushed purple

Katsura river bed below

bares a new year’s slate

eastward home across the bridge

wishes cast at Matsuo shrine

Molly Vallor — Thu, 29 Dec 2011 22:14:53 +0000

cast an orange light

to night’s final dark corners

dawn left incomplete

in an old new year’s last days

a space heater holds vigil

Late autumn

Molly Vallor — Sun, 04 Dec 2011 01:57:25 +0000

dotted by red leaves

a pink sky silently falls

Katsura mountain

Indra’s Net

Molly Vallor — Sat, 26 Nov 2011 14:05:58 +0000

Scattering across

a mountain padded by dusk

tiny brilliant lights

Kamo River early autumn

Molly Vallor — Sun, 23 Oct 2011 14:05:02 +0000

wrapped at either end

summer’s waning vestiges

dark of dawn, burnished dusk

still smartly dressed willow trees

dissolve in yellow gingkos

題知らず

Molly Vallor — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 15:16:45 +0000

This afternoon lost

warmth of day slipped away

into night’s cavern

A street light’s first yellow flicker

winks back at an empty sky

After hour

Molly Vallor — Sun, 24 Jul 2011 12:23:57 +0000

dappled windows flicker

mimicking heat’s midday rise

for an empty street

the door locked, the bar closed

a waiter suited in stone