“Calligraphy of geeseagainst the sky-the moon seals it.”
“No trail to followwhere the teacher has wandered off-the end of autumn.”
“Standing still at dusk Listen . . . in far distances The song of froglings!”
“Of late the nightsare dawningplum-blossom white.”
“While the flowers, pale and unreal in the moonlight, floated away upon the river; and thus do greater things that once were in our breasts, and near our hearts, flow from us to the eternal sea.”
“Man is the candle light and a woman is the moonlight. They live far away but can grow together during lonesome nights. ”