| Scallions just washed white in this cold |
|
|
| Departing spring: birds cry |
|
|
| Putting my feet on the cool, cool wall |
|
|
| A Scudding cloud |
|
|
| Enfeebled: I've bitten on the sand in seaweed |
|
|
| Lightning: going in the dark side |
|
|
| The Sea darkens, and the voices of ducks |
|
|
| Forecome and Come |
|
|
| First shower — even a monkey |
|
|
| The Mogami River has poured the hot sun into the sea |
|
|