Hokku 28
"Ghost of my soul," I shout, "That cries only to curse me?" Tip, tip, tip . . . thus the rain falls.
Yone Noguchi
"Ghost of my soul," I shout, "That cries only to curse me?" Tip, tip, tip . . . thus the rain falls.
A speaker, alone, cries out to a ghostly version of his own soul, asking whether that inner voice exists only to curse him. No answer arrives—only the small, steady sound of rain: “Tip, tip, tip.” The contrast matters.
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