He put the Shino in its box and went to bed.
As he looked out over the garden, he heard thunder.
It was distant but strong, and at each clap it was nearer.
Lightning came through the trees in the garden.
But when the rain began, the thunder seemed to withdraw.
It was violent rain. White spray rose from the earth of the garden.
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Thousand Cranes - pg. 91
Labels: Yasunari Kawabata
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