Nothing In The Cry Of Cicadas Suggests

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

If I Had The Knack I'd Sing Like Cherry Flakes Falling

On A Bare Branch A Crow Is Perched - Autumn Evening

A Thicket Of Summer Grass / Is All That Remains / Of The Dreams Of Ancient Warriors.

The Basis Of Art Is Change In The Universe.