Classic Poem

Vine of wistaria,
Old, drooping,
Full of shadows
With leaves thick,
Dark in the darkness,
Trellised, intertangled;
Vine of fragrance,
Drooping with pointed clusters,
Blossomed purple—
The boughs of the vine are heavy;
They sink down—down—
In the darkness—
In the darkness drooping
With weighted fragrance.