nothing left to cling to the vine withers
karamu mono ga nai tsurukusa no karete iru
1937–1938 · Late years at Gochū-an
Sōmokutō · Persimmon Leaves (Kaki no ha)
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A vine that never found anything to twine around lies withered where it crept along the ground. In the dried vine he sees the end of a life with nothing to lean on — a gaze that is neither quite pity nor quite self-mockery.