and more. Nagai Kafu

just finished another pattern

but I need desperatly to repose

my eyes

and my mind

too much of running

fragmented hours between this and that

to read poetry that´s what I want

and to time give my back

here going here coming

For seven Years I have lived in Azabu Valley

Frost lingers;the Old tree Shelters the Western hall

Laughing, I set myself task all week long

I sweep leaves, air my books, and then air my winter clotthes.

Nagai Kafu