“Everyone calls him Blockhead No one sings his praises Or takes him to heart... That is the kind of person I want to be” — Kenji Miyazawa Copy Share Image
These poems are a mental sketch as formed / Passage by passage of light and shade / Maintained and preserved to this point / Brought together in paper and mineral ink — Kenji Miyazawa Copy Share Image
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey. She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when… — Kenji Miyazawa Copy Share Image
But no words will change my desire / My determination born of love / My will to set my eccentric sight / On an ever exquisite dawn — Kenji Miyazawa Copy Share Image
“Everyone calls him Blockhead No one sings his praises Or takes him to heart... That is the kind of person I want to be” — Kenji Miyazawa Copy Share Image
We ordinary people must forge our own beauty. We must set fire to the greyness of our labor with the art of our own… — Kenji Miyazawa Copy Share Image
These poems are a mental sketch as formed / Passage by passage of light and shade / Maintained and preserved to this point /… — Kenji Miyazawa Copy Share Image
