春風の
花を散らすと
見る夢は
さめても胸の
騒ぐなりけり
-- 西行
the Spring wind
scattering blossoms
I saw it in a dream
but when I awoke the sound
was still rustling in my breast
-- Saigyō, translator unknown
ねがはくは
花の下にて
春死なむ
そのきさらぎの
もち月のころ
-- 西行
Let me die in spring
under the blossoming trees,
let it be around
that full moon
of Kisaragi month
-- Saigyō, translator Burton Watson
Welcome to my salon pour une. Enjoy the cherry blossoms.
It is with growing dismay that I realize that time is running our for me to start doing my Extended Essay. Bit of a problem when I have no notes on the books. However, thanks to Michael, I am (kind of) assured of getting the second one. e_e
Currently reading and annotating 1984. Days left until I’m REALLY in trouble: 3 (I WILL need some time to write the stupid draft.)