Awakened At Midnight By The Sound Of

The Fact That Saigyo Composed A Poem That Begins, "i Shall Be Unhappy Without Loneliness," Shows That He Made Loneliness His Master.

The Journey Itself Is My Home.

Winter Garden, The Moon Thinned To A Thread, Insects Singing.

Summer Grasses — All That Remains Of Great Soldiers' Imperial Dreams.

Sadly, I Part From You; Like A Clam Torn From Its Shell, I Go, And Autumn Too.