I can see the direction of Toyoda of Hino City from the window of my studio. From our house on the mountain, the buildings are like gray fields. Summer clouds rise above it. While making a work, I feel like the clouds can stir up my life.
【Haiku】
Kumo tachite inochi hagesiki natuno kana
I wonder if cloud rise summer field a flaming life!
Higasa omoku totsutotsu toshite ouna ari
The parasol gradually became heavier There is an old woman Who talks while mumbling
Sugenaki wa Nouzenkazura furureba tozu
Treated me cold, Trumpet vine, if I touch, You would close
Rindo no koki murasaki ya koi nazumu
The dark purple of gentian gets to fit love
Natsu moe te sisuru mono mata ikuru mono
Things that die and things that come alive in the flaming summer