Poem
Kazue Shinkawa
As I Sit on the Grass
As I sit on the grasslistening to the faltering song
of a little boy, so young yet,
having trouble carrying a tune
I feel
I am in my true being
in my only self
a half tone off from the people around me
a half tone off from all in the cosmos
which I believed to be my hundred selves
to be my own thousand selves
. . . . . . . dandelions, fluffy seeds
bursting out, bursting out . . . . .
It would be good to fly away somewhere
or without flying away
it’s just as good to sit like this instead
blown in the wind
© Translation: 2008, Takako Lento
AS I SIT ON THE GRASS
© 2007, Kazue Shinkawa
From: Kioku suru mizu
Publisher: Shichosha, Tokyo
From: Kioku suru mizu
Publisher: Shichosha, Tokyo
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As I Sit on the Grass
As I sit on the grasslistening to the faltering song
of a little boy, so young yet,
having trouble carrying a tune
I feel
I am in my true being
in my only self
a half tone off from the people around me
a half tone off from all in the cosmos
which I believed to be my hundred selves
to be my own thousand selves
. . . . . . . dandelions, fluffy seeds
bursting out, bursting out . . . . .
It would be good to fly away somewhere
or without flying away
it’s just as good to sit like this instead
blown in the wind
© 2008, Takako Lento
From: Kioku suru mizu
From: Kioku suru mizu
As I Sit on the Grass
As I sit on the grasslistening to the faltering song
of a little boy, so young yet,
having trouble carrying a tune
I feel
I am in my true being
in my only self
a half tone off from the people around me
a half tone off from all in the cosmos
which I believed to be my hundred selves
to be my own thousand selves
. . . . . . . dandelions, fluffy seeds
bursting out, bursting out . . . . .
It would be good to fly away somewhere
or without flying away
it’s just as good to sit like this instead
blown in the wind
© 2008, Takako Lento
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