Tragedies Are About The Depths That Call

What You Feel In Japanese Poetry Is Always Entirely Longing.

I Have Risen To A Body Not Yet Born, Existing Like A Light Around A Body Through Which The Body Moves Like A Sliding Moon.

Every Breath Taken In By The Man Who Loves, And The Woman Who Loves, Goes To Fill The Water Tank Where The Spirit Horses Drink.

The Older I Get, The More Beauty I See In The Word Renunciation.

Those Of Us Who Make Up Poems Have Agreed Not To Say What The Pain Is.