Poetry
Quotes
Kyoshi Takahama
- A dead chrysanthemum
- and yet - isn't there still something
- remaining in it?
- He says a word,
- and I say a word - autumn
- is deepening.
- The winds that blows -
- ask them, which leaf on the tree
- will be next to go.
- A gold bug -
- I hurl into the darkness
- and feel the depth of night.
