Green

Everything in this morning's sunlight is green 
except the purple maple tree 
resplendent in its own unique color 
surrounded by a deep verdure penetrating 
my memory this morning for when last I 
gazed over this yard the azaleas had 
not bloomed but now what's left is as faded
as brown oak pollen swelling the gutters
and Japan is still the East as different
from us as the maple is from the oaks
not my Western mind 
which Japan has nonetheless changed 
just as this spring has changed everything

Jack 4/24/13

Three Squirrels

Three Squirrels

Ice cold rain washes in the Solstice
Winter wind waves through the
Tentacles of black leafless trees
Reaching toward the silver sky
As three squirrels dart up and down
The network of entangled limbs
Fucking
There is no better way to say it
Fucking in the rain all three
Falling over and over one another
Chasing and interchanging who leads the
Charge
Until they stop and swing
Over and over one another nose to ass
Then  doggy style no way of discerning
Gender in the wet pelts of their furry
Fucks
As I sip hot Earl Grey tea and eat tuna fish
Wondering if what they feel
Is true love

Jack 12-20-12