In this high rope of water
twisting from times long gone
down the famous falls
I have bound my vows
for ages still to come
Zōki, ‘Ionushi’s Pilgrimage to Kumano’ tr. Meredith McKinney, in Travels with a Writing Brush.
One of the most bewitching books I’ve read this year.
No puppy or dog will ever be capable of this, and surely no parrot. No one can ask another a rhetorical question. We can only read stray rocks and first we must learn their names.