Coming, all is clear, no doubt about it.
Going, all is clear, without a doubt.
What, then, is it all?
~Hosshin*
*cited:
Japanese Death Poems
Y Hoffmann
such quantities of wind
on the floor of a spacious room
summer room–
and still not quite enough
~Issa*
get your camera out and join in the fun … Vivid
*cited:
The Year of my Life
Trans: N Yuasa
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