Poem
Tatsuji Miyoshi
Signal
A water wheel by the mill. A lone camellia tree in the shade of a thicket.A butterfly flutters down to a newly made rut, moving in different directions,
to the quiet rhythms of its wings – it arrests me
“Here we are, dear, the railroad crossing . . .” I pause
© Translation: 2010, Takako Lento
SIGNAL
From: Nansoushu
Publisher: Shiinokisha,
Publisher: Shiinokisha,
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Signal
A water wheel by the mill. A lone camellia tree in the shade of a thicket.A butterfly flutters down to a newly made rut, moving in different directions,
to the quiet rhythms of its wings – it arrests me
“Here we are, dear, the railroad crossing . . .” I pause
© 2010, Takako Lento
From: Nansoushu
From: Nansoushu
Signal
A water wheel by the mill. A lone camellia tree in the shade of a thicket.A butterfly flutters down to a newly made rut, moving in different directions,
to the quiet rhythms of its wings – it arrests me
“Here we are, dear, the railroad crossing . . .” I pause
© 2010, Takako Lento
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