"Nor infant's moon dim horns the darkness cheer'd" --Mickle's Lusiad (1776)


   "meat coma"

the trembling of the violet-beds
'with withoutness willed'
my niche in darkness sparkling
the leywalk into ishikoro


Building a Bridge to the 18th Century.


"Had it but been clear
This would be another evening
Of no cuckoo cry,
I'd have settled down at once
To a night of needed sleep."

--Nôin Hôshi, in: Edwin A Cranston, A Waka Anthology (volume two, part A)