Celebrity chef Anthony Bourdain committed suicide in early June 2018. I did not know him personally, but the news of his passing brought memories of him as a popular TV personality. He was sixty-one. Three weeks later, a missionary to Nicaragua, whom I knew indirectly, died of stomach cancer. He was sixty-one. Like both of them, I was born in 1956. sunrise... searching in today’s paper obituaries Today, I am on my way to Central Europe on a business trip, annoyed by the long lines at the airport and by the prospect of flying for nine hours. boarding the plane… passengers share the same fate in the air Our plane’s take-off is successful, and the aircraft soon ascends until the ground completely disappears from our view. flying above the clouds thoughts from the world below ignored for a while
この道や 行く人なしに 秋のくれ
柿くへば 鐘が鳴るなり 法隆寺
柿くへば
咳をしても一人
われ
我が 一人
俳句
俳諧の連歌
Ε ιτάφιος