If you would know of something evanescent as the illusions of dew, of dreams, and of froth, there is this life of mine. 儚さは 梅雨夢泡の 幻の 他をたずねば 我が身なりけり photograph: Vincent Trivett poem: Saiokuken Sôchô (1448-1532) translation: Mack Horton The Journal of Sôchô Stanford University Press, 2002 www.sup.org