Cold November

Photo by Hayeon Yun

On a bitterly cold November night

The snow fell thick and fast.

First like hard grains of salt,

Then more like soft willow buds.

The flakes settled quietly on the bamboo

And piled up pleasingly on the pine branches.

Rather than turning to old texts,

The darkness makes me feel like

Composing my own verse.



- Ryokan (1758-1831)

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