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Hands On!
9 Haiku: No. 1. Culture's beginnings: rice-planting songs from the heart of the country.
9 Haiku: No. 2. Above the moor not attached to anything, a skylark singing.
9 Haiku: No. 3. This bright harvest moon keeps me walking all night long around the little pond.
Slapback
9 Haiku: No. 7. Clouds come from time to time and bring to men a chance to rest from looking at the moon.
Automotive Passacaglia
Same Rivers Different
Haiku (9), For Flute & Piano: (Part 4)
Dharma Pops: Snap yr finger stop the world! - Rain falls harder
The Force for Good
9 Haiku: No. 6. Where's the moon? As the temple bell is sunk in the sea.
9 Haiku: No. 8. My eyes following until the bird was lost at sea found a small island.
Dharma Pops: Rain's over, hammer on wood - this cobweb rides the sun shine
Dharma Pops: The raindrops have plenty of personality - Each one
Dharma Pops: Nat Wills - America in 1905
Haiku (9), For Flute & Piano: (Part 6)
9 Haiku: No. 9. Sick on a journey, only my dreams will wander these desolate moors.
9 Haiku: No. 4. As the sound fades, the scent of the flowers comes up the evening bell.
Dharma Pops: Evening coming - The office girl unloosing her scarf
No. 3. This bright harvest moon keeps me walking all night long around the little pond.
The raindrops have plenty of personality - Each one
Dharma Pops: Bach through an open dawn window - the birds are silent
Dharma Pops: Useless! useless! - heavy rain driving into the sea
Protest Song
No. 1. Culture's beginnings: rice-planting songs from the heart of the country.
No. 9. Sick on a journey, only my dreams will wander these desolate moors.
No. 8. My eyes following until the bird was lost at sea found a small island.
Snap yr finger stop the world! - Rain falls harder
The strumming of the trees reminded me of immortal afternoon
Evening coming - The office girl unloosing her scarf
Nat Wills - America in 1905
Dharma Pops: The strumming of the trees reminded me of immortal afternoon
Dharma Pops: The Golden Gate creaks with sunset rust
Dharma Pops: Three pencils arranged, Three minutes, Sambaghakaya, Nirvanakaya, Dharmakaya
Dharma Pops: —
5 Haiku: No. 1, —
5 Haiku: No. 2, —
5 Haiku: No. 5, —
5 Haiku: No. 4, —
Haiku (9), For Flute & Piano: (Part 7)
4 Haiku's (2005) for Flute & Piano
No. 2. Above the moor not attached to anything, a skylark singing.
No. 4. As the sound fades, the scent of the flowers comes up the evening bell.
No. 6. Where's the moon? As the temple bell is sunk in the sea.
Rain's over, hammer on wood - this cobweb rides the sun shine
Bach through an open dawn window - the birds are silent
Useless! useless! - heavy rain driving into the sea
The Golden Gate creaks with sunset rust
Three pencils arranged, Three minutes, Sambaghakaya, Nirvanakaya, Dharmakaya
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