ms igloo 2

  1. Chahee

    The daily rain had ceased and the setting sun still lingered in the western trees.

    That which everywhere is spoken of is not known at home. Seeking spring all day we see it not. The haze rests on the sandal-prints along the ridges of the rice fields. Returning laughingly we pick a blossom of the plum and as we smell it, lo! behold! all the spring is present in the...