Tito wrote 1 week ago: . What if In the light of darkness Colours come - A man on a bench transfixed . (Hougon-in, Arashiya … more →
david mccullough wrote 6 months ago: purple haze - beneath the flowering mountain chainsaws sing to the fallen cedars . つつじ咲きかすめる山のふもとにはチ … more →
Ellis wrote 8 months ago: Just one petal from just one topmost bud shakes off its furs– magnolia. … more →
Tito wrote 10 months ago: . The hearse departs - Now she blesses us all With little drops Of spring-like rain … … … more →
Tito wrote 11 months ago: . Shapeshifting in rain … until a stone like the lead-grey silken ripples of the loch (Cailnes … more →
Tito wrote 1 year ago: A spring bird pays a call at the yellow jasmine; snowflakes have ceased … more →
david mccullough wrote 1 year ago: fat webfeet crunching through March snow … eyes tighten as a gale whips in the thistles … more →
Tito wrote 1 year ago: Here’s a picture of a rock I often visit, which featured in the Foreword to Seasons of the God … more →
Tito wrote 1 year ago: sound of the rapids at Tiger Leaping Rock: a roar for its withering pines (Kochôiwa, Mt. Ogura, Kyot … more →
Tito wrote 1 year ago: Thinking of millennia Of unknown poets … Hail comes Tinkling down. (Tito) 幾千年の 無名詩人に … more →