Parading

when you’ve become like those horses

wild with spring
wild with spring
wild with spring
who long for distant fields
who long for distant fields
where the light mists rise. —Ono No Komachi, translated by Jane Hirshfield with Mariko Aratani
where the light mists rise.
—Ono No Komachi, translated by Jane Hirshfield with Mariko Aratani

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