The mists rise over
The still pools at Asuka.
Memory does not
Pass away so easily.
–Yamabe no Akahito, 8th century
translated by Kenneth Rexroth
For Eileen
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
The mists rise over
The still pools at Asuka.
Memory does not
Pass away so easily.
–Yamabe no Akahito, 8th century
translated by Kenneth Rexroth