Flame erupts from scarred trashcans as
Dragon’s fire burns pots green hot
Gas fired fury belches
Masterpieces of hand and mud
White men scramble for the samurai’s grace
Ripping off lids in eastern ecstasy
While copper smoke blocks out the world
Figures swirl in the haze
Momentarily attaining bushido
Reaching back to touch the cherry blossom
Time and space be damned
These men caress Earth’s flesh
Into vessels that catch the past
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