| The sky couldn't retainall of the moon now | | | | in sun |
| enteringmy house through windows | | | | Post-lunch nap:in the drawing room countsbeads of |
| A star shines brightbeside the crescent moon:she | | | | sweat |
| fakes a smile | | | | Two wolves smellthe carcass in fieldheat wave chills |
| Through the small windowsgaze at the moon hid | | | | Summer vacation:the noisy roomcooler pricksmy |
| behindcloud after cloud | | | | silence |
| Shaking handscouldn't part with the hennaon her | | | | Dust storm this evening--end of the mango |
| palms | | | | seasonwithout tasting fruit |
| Reluctant to climbthe spiral staircase--bathing in | | | | Throwing stonesat unripe mangoes--two urchins |
| kitchen | | | | Couldn't keepfreshness of leafin water |
| Measures lonelinesssip by sipat dining table | | | | The first rains comingback from the desert |
| From the alcoveremoves faded flowersand kills black | | | | home-plateau souvenir |
| ants | | | | One more empty daybut in the mailbox a hintof hope |
| Thick dust on leavesunwashed by rains for | | | | tomorrow |
| days--stagnant time | | | | Where shall I keepthe thirty years junk if |
| Oleander andhibiscus blaze with passion--making love | | | | I go elsewhere? |