"Green was the silence,
wet was the light,
the month of June
trembled like a butterfly."
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
[images: Hasui Kawase / Koson Ohara]
Beloved Joseph Haydn d otd 1809! His modest creed:
“There are so few contented peoples here below! Perhaps my labours will be a source from which they can derive rest and refreshment... This is why I now look back with cheerful satisfaction on the labours I expended on this art."
"In summer the night.
Not only when the moon shines,
but on dark night too,
as the fireflies flit to and fro,
and even when it rains,
how beautiful it is!"
― Sei Shonagon, The Pillow Book
(images: Hasui Kawase / Mikiko Noji)