(2013)
Tanka about the temptations of staying up late at night in front of the computer screen.
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
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
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!