Hokku 11
At eve, By a grass-made hut, The winds pass on. Saying something to the rice-plant leaves.
I am knocking at the door of Life, — Is nobody in?
Yone Noguchi
At eve, By a grass-made hut, The winds pass on. Saying something to the rice-plant leaves.
I am knocking at the door of Life, — Is nobody in?
The speaker pauses at evening beside a simple grass hut, where the wind drifts through and seems to murmur to the rice-plant leaves. Nature is alive with its own quiet speech.
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