Neck of the Bamboo Pole

At the mouth of the split,

the dried bamboo hangs suspended

[The interior's

Eaves

(From the mouth, rotten twigs spring up

As if to mend

A sapling

Ear of growth

In the garden a child of the fields chewing, silkworms scattered,

Mulberry and the youngest child)

Shaking the white pendulum the interior of the bamboo pole

A child is being shaken]