Study in Green and White

Monotone triptych to a soft horizon;
Hyperbolic green, stuck to the turned
Earth as our pre-picture of "work on the farm."

Far off, in the rain-dim light
One farmhouse changes the otherwise blank horizon —
Whiter still under the gray lid;
Lid that too has painted the fence, post
White.

An aspect of otherlife.
No bullets now of storm
Just unhungry green
And saint's white.

By William V. Ray

Young Guitarist Glimpses Mount Fuji in October

Spotted from the teenager-crowded
Top of Tokyo Tower, it hovers in haze,
A digital white blip above autumnal
Countryside, while on the observation
Deck, a tallish Anglo manboy shuffles
(Red-eyed & sweaty & reeking of butter).
He speaks to reporters & hangers-on,
Says - I love the udon noodles, I love
The porcelain doll-like women, I love
The pachinko parlors, I love the dead

Leaves falling fast from your native
Maple trees, floating to wet grass in
Groups of five, then seven, then five.

By Harold Whit Williams