tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post3815104566598599418..comments2024-03-27T11:10:57.384-04:00Comments on NeverEnding Story: One Man's Maple Moon: Fog Tanka by Aya YuhkiChen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-34562423250049353462014-09-08T12:34:30.093-04:002014-09-08T12:34:30.093-04:00Ls 1&2 successfully set the tone and mood whil...Ls 1&2 successfully set the tone and mood while the image of the lonely speaker sitting on an old tree stump in Ls 3-5 gives the reader mental space to pause and reflect on one's mortality.Chen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐https://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-786207835641480928.post-86264514304074170392014-09-08T12:29:17.342-04:002014-09-08T12:29:17.342-04:00Commentary by Dorothy McLaughlin (Eucalypt, E–News...Commentary by Dorothy McLaughlin (Eucalypt, E–News, 52, September, 2014)<br /><br />For Aya Yuhki, fog is something to dread, as she waits with resignation on the stump of a tree with its record of many days, many years, fearing that at the end of her life she won't remember, won't be able to read her mind's diary. The fog is like a shawl that seems to give no comfort or warmth, soaked with the winter's chill rains.Chen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐https://www.blogger.com/profile/06235248170011255532noreply@blogger.com