nothing but the moon tonight—
and cotton-like clouds in burnished shreds...
above a ragged wall of black pine trees
lining the narrow road sporadically lit—
where I and this form of a shadow split.
~Kokoro Sonzai 2010 (trans. Son Rivers)
THE LONG NIGHT: DARKNESS AND SOUND IN GOCHIKU - As autumn deepens, the days grow ever shorter, the nights longer. Our bodies, if not constrained by trying to follow “clock time,” gradually adjust to this...
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