None calls upon me, or remembers me in my mountain village.
On the reeds by the thin hedge, the Autumn winds are sighing. 

~The Sarashina Diary, A.D. 1009-1059 (Diaries of Old Japan)

 

None calls upon me, or remembers me in my mountain village.
On the reeds by the thin hedge, the Autumn winds are sighing. 

~The Sarashina Diary, A.D. 1009-1059 (Diaries of Old Japan)