Long Winter Night by Ryokan

zdunno03's avatarLeonard Durso

I remember when I was young
reading alone in an empty hall,
again and again refilling the lamp with oil,
never minding then how long the winter night was.

translated by Hiroaki Sato & Burton Watson

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