Days and months are travelers of eternity. So are the years that pass by . . . I myself have been tempted for a long time by the cloud-moving wind - filled with a strong desire to wander (97).
Sumiyoshi Lighthouse
It was with awe
That I beheld
Fresh leaves, green leaves,
Bright in the sun (100).
It was with awe
That I beheld
Fresh leaves, green leaves,
Bright in the sun (100).
Biten by fleas and lice,
I slept in a bed,
I slept in a bed,
A horse urinating all the time
Close to my pillow (120).
Close to my pillow (120).
Boat from Ogaki's years as a port town.
I am awe-struck
To hear a cricket singing
Underneath the dark cavity
Of an old helmet (134).
As firmly cemented clam-shells
Fall apart in autumn,
So I must take to the road again,
Farewell, my friends (142).
I am awe-struck
To hear a cricket singing
Underneath the dark cavity
Of an old helmet (134).
As firmly cemented clam-shells
Fall apart in autumn,
So I must take to the road again,
Farewell, my friends (142).
4 comments:
This was interesting, Heather. I enjoyed reading it. What will I do when you stop posting? Love you.
Thank you! Even if I stop posting about Japan, I may yet find other journeys to post about . . .
So beautiful!! Can we visit you? HA HA
Of course! If you do it soon, that is.
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