Poem
Shuntaro Tanikawa
Toba 2
I don’t want to make this moment eternalIt is fine to own this moment just as it is
Even I have a way to seize a transient moment
The sun is already moving on
These words are merely
written on the sand
not with my fingers
but with my cheerful heart that shifts quickly to gloom
My children look like me
My children don’t look like me
Either way it pleases me
Along with sea shells, pebbles and pieces of broken bottles
my heart is left at the water’s edge of a planet
just as hard and vulnerable
© Translation: 2011, Takako Lento
From: The Art of Being Alone: Poems 1952–2009
Publisher: Cornell Univ. East Asia Program, , 2011
From: The Art of Being Alone: Poems 1952–2009
Publisher: Cornell Univ. East Asia Program, , 2011
鳥羽 2
鳥羽 2
この時を永遠にしようとは思わないこの時はこの時で結構だ
私にも刹那をおのがものにするだけの才覚はある
既にいま陽は動いている
というその言葉も
砂の上に書いたにすぎない
それも指でではなく
すぐに不気嫌に変る上気嫌な心で
子供は私に似ている
子供は私に似ていない
どちらも私を喜ばせる
貝殻と小石と壜の破片と
そのように硬くそして脆く
私の心も星の波打際にころがっている
© 1968, Shuntaro Tanikawa
From: Tabi (Journey)
Publisher: Kyuryudo, Tokyo
From: Tabi (Journey)
Publisher: Kyuryudo, Tokyo
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Toba 2
I don’t want to make this moment eternalIt is fine to own this moment just as it is
Even I have a way to seize a transient moment
The sun is already moving on
These words are merely
written on the sand
not with my fingers
but with my cheerful heart that shifts quickly to gloom
My children look like me
My children don’t look like me
Either way it pleases me
Along with sea shells, pebbles and pieces of broken bottles
my heart is left at the water’s edge of a planet
just as hard and vulnerable
© 2011, Takako Lento
From: The Art of Being Alone: Poems 1952–2009
Publisher: 2011, Cornell Univ. East Asia Program, Tokyo
From: The Art of Being Alone: Poems 1952–2009
Publisher: 2011, Cornell Univ. East Asia Program, Tokyo
Toba 2
I don’t want to make this moment eternalIt is fine to own this moment just as it is
Even I have a way to seize a transient moment
The sun is already moving on
These words are merely
written on the sand
not with my fingers
but with my cheerful heart that shifts quickly to gloom
My children look like me
My children don’t look like me
Either way it pleases me
Along with sea shells, pebbles and pieces of broken bottles
my heart is left at the water’s edge of a planet
just as hard and vulnerable
© 2011, Takako Lento
From: The Art of Being Alone: Poems 1952–2009
Publisher: 2011, Cornell Univ. East Asia Program,
From: The Art of Being Alone: Poems 1952–2009
Publisher: 2011, Cornell Univ. East Asia Program,
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