The Basis Of Art Is Change In

April's Air Stirs In Willow-leaves...a Butterfly Floats And Balances

Twilight Whippoorwill... Whistle On, Sweet Deepener Of Dark Loneliness

Year's End, All Corners Of This Floating World, Swept.

Even In Kyoto/hearing The Cuckoo's Cry/i Long For Kyoto

Felling A Tree And Gazing At The Cut End - Tonight's Moon