Risshun （Beginning of Spring)　

Stardust clings
like velvet,
entangling broken fangs,
vanising into a black hole.

The disk of the solar system
Draws magic circles
again and again
along the hem of the cosmos.

A this silk canopy
meant to imprison unreachable voices
lulls rats
Into sleep 

The silent spring slowly lifts its eyelida.
Within the hollow of frozen frost pillars,
golden drops gather,
and a single pillar of light rise.

The strings of the cells snap open,
Urging the bush warbler to hury
and prepare itself.

Risshun
February 4, 2026

Written by Marie

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