Ryonji
An aesthetic of perimeters emerges: the shoji screen slides
open and disappears, migrating cranes. The rocks perform their
heuristics in freshly tamed gravel; borrowed scenery looking
on, and over the oiled earthen wall. Her conversation drifts
laterally.
If I entered here, my heels would not break off their
monologue with the stage. So would present love be displaced
by longing.
-Forrest Gander, from Deeds of Utmost Kindness