flower power

Tanka.

Had I only known
Old age is a tranquil bay
I would’ve hurried
Not suffered needless worry
Trying to be eternally young
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Flower Power

When I ride to town on my donkey
to buy wine for my elderly mother;

I’m met at the city’s gate by flower
loving housewives;

they follow me to the inn, wait for
my transport to shed fragrant dung;

they coo to my jenny and speculate
about my mother’s drinking.