As the days go by
Only your image remains about me
As a vine;
For, cold-hearted though you are,
It seems you cannot finish with me.
(Ise)
More Poetry from Ise:
- Even In Our dreams (Ise Poems)
- Seeing The Plum Blossoms By The River (Ise Poems)
- Hidden 'mongst the trees (Ise Poems)
- That you would come tonight (Ise Poems)
- A mountain brook (Ise Poems)
- Seeing The Returning Geese (Ise Poems)