White bulb
hairy whiskers
sprout green.
Long,
slender,
rolled up.
Taste of spiced grass,
Chop thousands
every day;
garnish,
miso soup,
sprinkle into
ramen,
donburi,
never into sushi.
When I ask master why,
master just laughs.
2020.09.15
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