I see you now above the vast field of blue waves.
So, you are the same moon
I looked at in my hometown of Kasuga,
Rising above Mikasa Mountain.
Though I have been getting older in this foreign land,
You still have the same beautiful face.
Normally, I would have taken a phrase from this poem for the phrase of the day. Maybe "Getting older in this foreign land," or "The same beautiful face." When I read the poem for the first time today, I immediately picked out both of those as possible titles of the day. But a shifting is going on below the surface, and I don't think we can carry on as before. The fact that today is Without Photo does not necessarily signal the end of the world. I hope it signals the beginning of a new one.