(2013)
I wrote this tanka about the month of October.
A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
