Friends Part Foreverwild Geese Lost

Come, See The True Flowers Of This Pained World.

Felling A Tree And Gazing At The Cut End - Tonight's Moon

First Snow-falling-on The Half-finished Bridge.

Sadly, I Part From You; Like A Clam Torn From Its Shell, I Go, And Autumn Too.

Why So Scrawny, Cat? Starving For Fat Fish Or Mice... Or Backyard Love?