Author Burton Watson Bird hunting at a place called Tokami Plain, I saw a clump of boneset blossoming in front of a deserted hut: Boneset, why are you blooming in the autumn wind? Your master's in his old house now ā didn't you know? Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments