No course was open to me save to leap, with eyes self-bound, into the yawning abyss of the future.
Episodes of VathekHaiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life.
Mountain Tasting: Haiku and Journals of Santoka TanedaShe tried to insult me in front of the whole party. So what could I do but yawn and walk away?
This Book is Not FOR SALE