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@ -58,6 +58,24 @@ Within her womb there grows a golden bloom.
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Spring is commonly associated with newness. New growth, new life, new warmth under a new sun.
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Haiku by Issa - https://archive.org/details/autumnwindselect0000koba/page/10/mode/2up
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'''
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Heedless that the dews
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mark the passing of our day ---
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we bind ourselves to others
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(Mi no ue no tsuyu to mo shirade hodashikeri - p.11 - spring)
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Floating weeds,
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as blow the winds of the floating world ---
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drifting and drifting
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(Ukigusa ya ukiyo no kaze no iu mama ni - p.18 - spring)
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'''
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## Summer
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'''
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@ -79,6 +97,24 @@ And shed the smoke rings on my cloven finger.
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\parencite[8]{leaves}
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'''
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Haiku by Issa - https://archive.org/details/autumnwindselect0000koba/page/10/mode/2up
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'''
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On the hill of summer
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Stands the slender maiden flower
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In a solitary humor
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(Natsuyama ya / Hitori kigen no / Ominaeshi - p.65 - summer)
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Heedless that the tolling bell
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Marks our own closing day ---
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We take this evening's cool
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(Mi no ue no kane tomo shirade yusuzumi - p.39 - summer)
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'''
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## Autumn
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'''
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"To Autumn" verse 1 by Keats
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'''
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Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
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Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
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Conspiring with him how to load and bless
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With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
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To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
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And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
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To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
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With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
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And still more, later flowers for the bees,
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Until they think warm days will never cease,
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For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
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'''
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*Intercession in Late October*
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Poetry vol.71 no.1 - October 1947 - pg.23 - https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?contentId=24836
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How hard the year dies: no frost yet
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On drifts of yellow sand Midas reclines
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Fearless of moaning reed or sullen wave
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Firm and fragrant still the brambleberries
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On ivy-bloom butterflies wag
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Spare him a little longer, Crone
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For his clean hands and love-submissive heart
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'''
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'''
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Red dragon-fly ---
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He's the one that likes the evening,
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Or so it seems.
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(Akatombo / Kare mo yubo ga / Suki ja yara - p.65 - autumn)
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O winds of autumn!
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Nearer we draw to the Buddha
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As the years advance
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(Akikaze yo hotoke ni chikaki toshi no hodo - p.11 - autumn)
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'''
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## Winter
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\parencite[5]{leaves}
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'''
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'''
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Is this it, then,
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My last resting place ---
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Five feet of snow!
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(Kore ga maa tsui no sumika ka yuki goshaku - p.37 - winter)
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A blessing indeed ---
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This snow on the bed-quilt,
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This, too, is from the pure land
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(Arigata ya fusama no yuki mo Jodo yori - p.46 - winter)
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'''
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'''
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*Lament for Pasiphaë*
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pg.206
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Dying sun, shine warm a little longer!
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My eye, dazzled with tears, shall dazzle yours
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Conjuring you to shine and not to move
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You, sun, and I all afternoon have laboured
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Beneath a dewless and oppressive cloud--
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A fleece now gilded with our commen grief
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That this must be a night without a moon
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Dying sun, shine warm a little longer!
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Faithless she was not: she was very woman
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Smiling with dire impartiality
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Sovereign, with heart unmatched, adored of men
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Until Spring's cuckoo with bedraggled plumes
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Tempted her pity and her truth betrayed
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Then she who shone for all resigned her being
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And this must be a night without a moon
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Dying sun, shine warm a little longer!
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*Like Snow*
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pg.143
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She, then, like snow in a dark night
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Fell secretly. And the world waked
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With dazzling of the drowsy eye
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So that some muttered 'Too much light,'
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And drew the curtains close
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Like snow, warmer than fingers feared
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And to soil friendly;
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Holding the histories of the night
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In yet unmelted tracks
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*She Tells Her Love While Half Asleep*
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pg.173
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She tells her love while half asleep
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In the dark hours
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With half-words whispered low:
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As Earth stirs in her winter sleep
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And puts out grass and flowers
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Despite the snow
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Despite the falling snow
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"Winter" by Eric Whitacre, text by Edward Esch - https://ericwhitacre.com/music-catalog/winter
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'''
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I.
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The snow is falling,
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sleeping,
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whispering,
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dreaming of water.
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II.
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Gold, silver, iron, stone;
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pure and gentle, silently melting,
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the sun sings softly through the quiet ice.
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III.
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A single snowflake awakens,
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shimmers,
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glows,
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watches the world with weary eyes,
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darkens,
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settles,
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and disappears.
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'''
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## Works cited
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