Blackness Inside the Killer Whale’s Stomach
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All day no word, no
Speaking, the butterflies cast
Their unseen shadows.
~ Hōsai (Englished by Phillip Whidden
No matter quite how beautiful their hues
The butterflies in makeup colors, blue
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Included, flit in zigzags, and confuse
Bright facts by making shadows that they strew
So slightly that we do not see them. Shade
Falls everywhere in loveliness and life.
The shadows and the beauty twirl the braid
That forms the universe. From calm comes strife.
In living we are bounded by the dark.
The dark was first and then came light. The womb
Is utter darkness. Sperm then strikes a spark.
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We dare not disregard the offspring’s tomb.
A trillion lives are snuffed out every day
In tropic noons. The shadows hold their sway.
~ Phillip Whidden