Even Under the Clouds, the Mountain Was There
A letter from a cloudy walk, reflecting on Mount Fuji, Jiro-chan walking beyond the mesh, and cluster amaryllis by the river—and on what continues even while unseen.
Tag
A letter from a cloudy walk, reflecting on Mount Fuji, Jiro-chan walking beyond the mesh, and cluster amaryllis by the river—and on what continues even while unseen.
Swallows filling the sky, Mount Fuji and the town lights at dusk, and one bitter melon received on the way home—an August letter about carrying home what changes and what remains in the hand.
Raindrops on leaves, evening clouds, and greens on the table—a letter about staying beside what has not yet been named, without hurrying it into an answer.