Like a stone That rolls down a hill, I have come to this day.
—Takuboku Ishikawa
What shall I do with this ageing me? Neither floating nor sinking, I drift, tossed by the waves of years.
—Takuboku Ishikawa
Like a kite cut from the string, lightly the soul of my youth has taken flight.
—Takuboku Ishikawa
Topics: Youth