“O Thou steeled Cognizance whose leap commits The agile precincts of the lark’s return; Within whose lariat sweep encinctured sing In single chrysalis the many twain — Of stars Thou art the stitch and stallion glow And like an organ, Thou, with sound of doom — Sight, sound and flesh Thou leadest from time’s realm As love strikes clear direction for the helm”
This book is a profound exploration of the complexities of human emotions and experiences, using a bridge as a central metaphor for life's journey. It delves into the intricate connections between individuals and the world around them, offering a rich tapestry of emotional landscapes. more
“In the cicada's cry There's no sign that can foretell How soon it must die.”
“In these latter-day, Degenerate times, Cherry-blossoms everywhere!”
“The summer river: although there is a bridge, my horse goes through the water”
“On a withered branch A crow has alighted: Nightfall in autumn.”