Poem
Shinjiro Kurahara
A Fox
A fox knows,on this sunny desloate field,
that it is all alone.
Therefore, it also knows:
it is a part of the field
and the whole of it as well;
it could be wind or withered grass,
and then a beam of light
on this fox-colored desolate field;
it is a shadowy existence, as if all or nothing.
It knows it runs like the wind
and that it runs faster than light.
So it believes
it is no longer seeable.
The invisible is running while thinking.
Only the thought is running. Before it knows it,
the daytime moon rises above the desolate field.
© Translation: 2010, Mariko Kurihara, William I. Elliott, Katsumasa Nishihara
From: Iwana
Publisher: Dowaya, Tokyo, 2010
From: Iwana
Publisher: Dowaya, Tokyo, 2010
きつね
きつね
狐は知っているこの日当たりのいい枯野に
自分が一人しかいないのを
それ故に自分が野原の一部分であり
全体であるのを
風になることも 枯草になることも
そうしてひとすじの光にさえなることも
狐いろした枯野の中で
まるで あるかないかの
影のような存在であることも知っている
まるで風のように走ることも 光よりも早く走ることもしっている
それ故に じぶんの姿は誰れにも見えないのだと思っている
見えないものが 考えながら走っている
考えだけが走っている
いつのまにか枯野に昼の月が出ていた
© 1964, Shinjiro Kurahara
From: Iwana
Publisher: Dowaya, Tokyo
From: Iwana
Publisher: Dowaya, Tokyo
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A Fox
A fox knows,on this sunny desloate field,
that it is all alone.
Therefore, it also knows:
it is a part of the field
and the whole of it as well;
it could be wind or withered grass,
and then a beam of light
on this fox-colored desolate field;
it is a shadowy existence, as if all or nothing.
It knows it runs like the wind
and that it runs faster than light.
So it believes
it is no longer seeable.
The invisible is running while thinking.
Only the thought is running. Before it knows it,
the daytime moon rises above the desolate field.
© 2010, Mariko Kurihara, William I. Elliott, Katsumasa Nishihara
From: Iwana
Publisher: 2010, Dowaya, Tokyo
From: Iwana
Publisher: 2010, Dowaya, Tokyo
A Fox
A fox knows,on this sunny desloate field,
that it is all alone.
Therefore, it also knows:
it is a part of the field
and the whole of it as well;
it could be wind or withered grass,
and then a beam of light
on this fox-colored desolate field;
it is a shadowy existence, as if all or nothing.
It knows it runs like the wind
and that it runs faster than light.
So it believes
it is no longer seeable.
The invisible is running while thinking.
Only the thought is running. Before it knows it,
the daytime moon rises above the desolate field.
© 2010, Mariko Kurihara, William I. Elliott, Katsumasa Nishihara
From: Iwana
Publisher: 2010, Dowaya, Tokyo
From: Iwana
Publisher: 2010, Dowaya, Tokyo
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