This third collection arranges haiku written between 2018 and 2022 in three sections: notebook poems, linked sequences, and travel poems. Attuned to faint echoes, it gathers memories of a snowy homeland, urban solitude, and intimations of war and catastrophe into taut seventeen-syllable images, alongside essays on the writers Mitsuhiro Muroi and Mitsuru Kawabayashi.

On that eve, or perhaps still before it, snow keeps falling.