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“without changing color in the emptiness of this world of ours, the heart of man fades like a flower. Tsurayuki identifies two powers of poetry I do not find in Komachi's extant poems. Both relate to the higher realm of the gods and goddesses, and again I do not find this subject matter in her poems. He cites poems 'Moving heaven and earth' and 'Waking the feelings of unseen gods and spirits'. In fact, Komachi expresses a view that seems to be nihilistic.”

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Moments of Lightness: Haiku & Tanka

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