untitled poem 3 by Ono No Komachi

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

They change,
though you can’t see it
in the color of their faces–
these blossoms that are the hearts
of the people of this world

translated by Hiroaki Sato & Burton Watson

View original post

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.