Elizabeth Jacobson: Dear Basho,
Basho, what is the world if it is not this uneasy faith
puddling and drying as we thrust ourselves toward the sky?
March 4, 2019 · 1 Comment
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Basho, what is the world if it is not this uneasy faith
puddling and drying as we thrust ourselves toward the sky?