the dark-thought clouds hang heavy above and on the heads of the trees that stand like lanky children in assembly the sun spreads its endβof-day grace; and so you will remember, perhaps oh end of day and sun and trees and the pensive air that envelopes all this evening - you will remember, perhaps - to conspire forth such an evening the last hours of my days if you will remember, perhaps
companion picture to this poem: "Katsushika"; shing hanga wood block print, by Takahashi SHOTEI (Hiroaki) (1871-1944)/ in this instance, the poem came first; written, loosely in the Japanese death-poem tradition...