From Contents of the Dead Trout's Stomach.
posted by Wendy Berrell at 1:04 PM
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
About Me
- Name: Wendy Berrell
- Location: Zumbro Basin, Minnesota, United States
Night and day are given over to pleasure And they think it will last a thousand autumns. Unwearying autumns. For them the yellow dogs howl portents in vain, And what are they compared to the Lady Ryokushu, That was cause of hate! Who among them is a man like Han-rei Who departed alone with his mistress, With her hair unbound, and he his own skiffsman!
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1 Comments:
Hi Justin, checking out this "blog" thing for the first time. Great stuff! (not just commenting on the contents of the dead trouts stomach)
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