Sunday, February 20, 2011

Autumn Storm

"Autumn, by eyes unseen,
Is heard in the wind's anger;

And the clash of river-reeds, the clamorous descent
Of wild-geese searching
The home-field's face,

Clouds shaped like leaves of rice,—all these
To watchful eyes foretell the evening storm."

From Noh Play "The Hoka Priests" (15th Century)

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