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Poem

Masayo Koike

Rainman

When he appears
All grows visibly darker
Suddenly the air takes on dampness
So everybody knows
That the rainman has finally arrived

Women are worried
What will happen to the quilts hung out to dry
They will be late for their meetings
At the same time strangely
When the rainman appears some women say that they grow calm
Between their fingers, between their thighs and at the corners of their eyes
Some women say they grow moist

Once the rainman appeared under the eaves
It was rain he caused himself but
It always felt as if it was someone else’s fault
That was
Particularly sad for the rainman
To make matters worse the rainman
Doesn’t have a single friend

Everyone knows the rainman
They all realise immediately that it’s the rainman yet
They don’t know how to speak to him

Once the rainman jotted down in his notebook

“Do I go to my death just making rain?”

At that very moment drops of rain began to fall
The ink ran
The words were washed away
What on earth was written there?
Not even he could read it.

RAINMAN

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Rainman

When he appears
All grows visibly darker
Suddenly the air takes on dampness
So everybody knows
That the rainman has finally arrived

Women are worried
What will happen to the quilts hung out to dry
They will be late for their meetings
At the same time strangely
When the rainman appears some women say that they grow calm
Between their fingers, between their thighs and at the corners of their eyes
Some women say they grow moist

Once the rainman appeared under the eaves
It was rain he caused himself but
It always felt as if it was someone else’s fault
That was
Particularly sad for the rainman
To make matters worse the rainman
Doesn’t have a single friend

Everyone knows the rainman
They all realise immediately that it’s the rainman yet
They don’t know how to speak to him

Once the rainman jotted down in his notebook

“Do I go to my death just making rain?”

At that very moment drops of rain began to fall
The ink ran
The words were washed away
What on earth was written there?
Not even he could read it.

Rainman

When he appears
All grows visibly darker
Suddenly the air takes on dampness
So everybody knows
That the rainman has finally arrived

Women are worried
What will happen to the quilts hung out to dry
They will be late for their meetings
At the same time strangely
When the rainman appears some women say that they grow calm
Between their fingers, between their thighs and at the corners of their eyes
Some women say they grow moist

Once the rainman appeared under the eaves
It was rain he caused himself but
It always felt as if it was someone else’s fault
That was
Particularly sad for the rainman
To make matters worse the rainman
Doesn’t have a single friend

Everyone knows the rainman
They all realise immediately that it’s the rainman yet
They don’t know how to speak to him

Once the rainman jotted down in his notebook

“Do I go to my death just making rain?”

At that very moment drops of rain began to fall
The ink ran
The words were washed away
What on earth was written there?
Not even he could read it.
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