Poetry, Literature, and Writing – Page 25

issa-of-the-day

morning after morning damn roasted radishes! winter seclusion — Issa

what the dark is: when you cut down deep enough, it’s what’s still not there.

kyô kara wa miru mo ogamu mo kusa no tsuyu from today on to see is to pray… dewdrops in the grass — Issa

the primordial blackness: not as black as we think it was. rather it’s become darkened over time through use