the universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
A flute with no holes is not a flute.
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.