Source: ON AND ON
One by one they fall The yellowing leaves by the hall. On and on days unroll.
The air is fresh from the overnight rain With dust and dirt the fallen leaves were washed away by raging floods Only stubborn weeds crooked roots remain.… Read more “WARMTH OF YOUR HEAD”
All day long I turn from page to page Little wonder that I have few friends. I loosen my hair and walk in the wind At twilight… Read more “WITH BOOKS AND DRINK”
Each time I revisit the place we used to part or meet Each time I grow nostalgic and sad. The river is overgrown with reeds and weeds… Read more “THE PLACE WE USED TO PART OR MEET”
I pine and pine without end Facing the moon I sigh intensely My heart is drunk for her