Miso

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Kaishaku
Kaishaku
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Miso
            scent rises from red
     lacquered bowl
balanced on fingertips
                    a
             soy curd caress curled
                        with seaweed tastes
       faintly salt, sipped
breathed,                remembered
                  then swallowed.

            A hushed clack of
      lacquered bowl
and table   -  anything more
          is so much less.
 
 
 
 

Kaishaku
Kaishaku
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Jennifer CJennifer Calmost 19 years ago
Good piece

Nicely done,

enjoyed the read,

Thanks.

~ J

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
Aaah!

The Zen of soup. Elegant poem, Kaishaku.

Tess

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