“Now I do not know whether it was then I dreamt I was a butterfly, or whether I was now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.” Chuang Tzu, philosopher
Early one morning, I happened to be awake and heard a nightingale cuckcooing outside my window. When I woke up, I thought maybe I had merely dreamed that I had heard the nightingale. Chuang Tzu’s quote came to mind. Later, I sat down and composed this haiku. Hototogisu is the Japanese word for nightingale. I carved the woodblock print of a nightingale to go along with it.
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