Rhyme 韻

(Left) The little village on the far mountainside was already out of sight, and spring was coming around again. The grape trees were like large ailing snakes creeping under the coping stones of the wall. A brown light moved about in the tepid air. The void created by the selfsame every day is likely to chop down even the young trees that were left behind. In this everyday life, a thicket of trees protrudes like a boulder. (Right) The village I lived in has never been thought of as so small. The sun showed itself. The tall poplar forest looks like a beach being blown about by the wind. I grow dizzy just watching that seamless succession. If I can manage to get drunk on this succession of unchanging days, I can also grow to feel like I have taken down an elephant or snake. He differentiated things in this way, like a fluttering butterfly.

OKAZAKI Kenjiro

d'encres O

SONOYAMA Harumi

Town (Tumult)

KOMAI Tetsuro

Picture of a Still Life That Has an Elaborate Silver Frame [from "A Hollywood Collection"]

HOCKNEY, David

Honey-pop

YOSHIOKA Tokujin

Unfolding

NAMBATA Tatsuoki

Blue Brown - 78

YUN Hyung-Keun

The Tombstone Changes its Position in the Evening

YOSHINAKA Taizo

Virgin Fruit [from "Centrifugation"]

TAKAHASHI Shu

The Eyes of Invalid

SUWA Naoki

64 - B

ONOSATO Toshinobu

Inferno, Canto 28 [from "Composition of the Night"]

KOMAI Tetsuro

Sea [from "Morning Songs"]

SUGANO Yo