Author of quotes: Saito Mokichi

I touched my hand
tongue pale pink cat -
and touch to
opens to me for the first time
being a sad charm...

Glitter sparkling snow
contemplate spellbound
silver dal
and I don't know what longs
restless my heart...

About the agony of love
in the distant, unknown world
my sad story
night after night is - night after night
chattering cricket alone...

Illuminated by the sun, white in the fields,
Winding ribbon of road -
How can I forget the way
That which we call briefly "life"!