Listen. . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees And fall.

  — Adelaide Crapsey

IT IS THE TIME OF RAIN AND SNOW

It is the time of rain and snow I spend sleepless nights And watch the frost Frail as your love [...]]]> NOVEMBER NIGHT

Listen. . .
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees
And fall.

  — Adelaide Crapsey

IT IS THE TIME OF RAIN AND SNOW

It is the time of rain and snow
I spend sleepless nights
And watch the frost
Frail as your love
Gathers in the dawn.

  — Izumi Shikibu, translated by Kenneth Rexroth