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Kazue Shinkawa
The Transparent Glass
Though the water rises above its rimswallows one dime . . .
two dimes . . . and three
and you think this time it’ll spill over
but it doesn’t,
the water remaining tense.
I, too, had days I filled up like this
with thoughts of someone,
remaining tense.
Why doesn’t the glass break?
In those days I did
break . . . in the end.
© Translation: 1999, Hiroaki Sato
From: Not a Metaphor
Publisher: P.S., A Press, Middletown Springs, VT, USA, 1999
From: Not a Metaphor
Publisher: P.S., A Press, Middletown Springs, VT, USA, 1999
THE TRANSPARENT GLASS
© 1979, Kazue Shinkawa
From: Yume no uchi soto
Publisher: Kashinsha, Tokyo
From: Yume no uchi soto
Publisher: Kashinsha, Tokyo
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THE TRANSPARENT GLASS
From: Yume no uchi soto
The Transparent Glass
Though the water rises above its rimswallows one dime . . .
two dimes . . . and three
and you think this time it’ll spill over
but it doesn’t,
the water remaining tense.
I, too, had days I filled up like this
with thoughts of someone,
remaining tense.
Why doesn’t the glass break?
In those days I did
break . . . in the end.
© 1999, Hiroaki Sato
From: Not a Metaphor
Publisher: 1999, P.S., A Press, Middletown Springs, VT, USA
From: Not a Metaphor
Publisher: 1999, P.S., A Press, Middletown Springs, VT, USA
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