To be taken away
When I went out
In the Spring meadows
To gather violets
I enjoyed myself
So much that I stayed all night.Akahito
translated by Kenneth Rexroth in One Hundred Poems from the Japanese
There is a visual delight that is as subtle as the flavouring of violets in sugar or in liqueur: all those consonants that hang below the line like the stems of flowers … p g j y
Visible if you chose to linger…
And so for day 2118
30.09.2012