A Japanese Wood-Carving Comments

Lovely poem and so also is the flight of imagery in it.

The spring had swelled its buds with coming flowers, Summer had run like fire through its veins, While autumn pelted it with chestnut burrs, And strewed the leafy ground with acorn cups. - My best-liked lines, conjure up mental pictures, about some past excursions...

This is one of the loveliest poems I have ever had the pleasure to read- - -her verses are so pure- - - - ] Once, long ago, it was a waving tree And knew the sun and shadow through the leaves Of forest trees, in a thick eastern wood. The winter snows had bent its branches down, The spring had swelled its buds with coming flowers, Summer had run like fire through its veins, While autumn pelted it with chestnut burrs,

Gorgeous words! ! ! One of exotic pictures on Japan.