Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
When we see the beauty of the snow, when we see the beauty of the full moon, when we see the beauty of the cherries in bloom, when in short we brush against and are awakened by the beauty of the four seasons, it is then that we think most of those close to us, and want them to share the pleasure. (Yasunari Kawabata)
Blog Archive
-
▼
2011
(154)
-
▼
February
(22)
- read in passing
- tatemae & honne (2)
- the pleasures of friendship
- everlasting resurrection
- so as not to forget
- into the shadows, again
- indeed
- wanting a message
- my own pillow book (2)
- forgetting me, remember me
- literary women
- women on the move
- and you can turn back no longer, no longer stand s...
- writing matters (1)
- to a troubled friend
- poem at the end of the world
- we are easily disloyal
- kurutteru shakai
- how can we sustain such constant loss
- existential shipwrecks...
- down with it (2)
- a wave-blurred portrait
-
▼
February
(22)
No comments:
Post a Comment