Then, Just Put Another Stamp on It
by (japan) Ogawa Yoko (japan) Horie Toshiyuki
About This Novel
Two people who once loved each other are now thousands of miles apart. The tender memories that had been buried in the dust were gradually awakened in fourteen letters. From the windy nights in late spring, to the dawn when the scent of woody flowers sneaks in through the open windows; from the sunset when the sky is clear after the rain, to the cold and biting moonlight in early spring. Most of the time, language is a substance that cannot be seen by the eyes or heard by the ears. It only penetrates the soul in silence. Typewriters, balls of yarn, hand-drawn insect stamps, Thoreau's pencils, Pavlov's dogs, swan boats, "Annie's Diary", portraits of the future, forests of languages, swaddles, cosmic observatories... Where will you discover the secret of sadness?
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