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“Some poems written and translated by Nambara Jushi”
[Contents]
Hydrangea
Nothing special
No
A little bit
Pastime
Ever after
A flag
A song
Structure of mind
Refrain
For fun
A canoe
Suddenly
Soup
Like my age
A shadow
Easy
Don’t come here
Fragment
Shut out
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Hydrangea
Cloudy is my heart
Tears drop and wet my hands
A taint of insanity is coming on tiptoe
A slight headache annoys a part of my deep existence
I took a nap
Dreaming of past ,present, and future
What have I done? Who have I loved?
I woke up feeling a sort of a keen sense
Yesterday I went to a shrine
And I saw flowers called “Ajisai”
I touched some of them very softly
I found they were wet a little
It made me feel comfortable and smile
Now I remember it , making sure of something bright
Nothing Special
Nothing special I want to say
Nothing more I need
I have enough to spend everyday
I am happy indeed
The weather changes constantly
The sunshine makes me undressed
The clouds make me think reluctantly
The rain makes me depressed
I walk around my neighborhood
I hear birds singing
I see flowers along every wall
I remember vividly my boyhood
I surely enjoyed talking and dancing
I forgot where and when I lost all
No
My desire seems to have gone away.
My libido couldn't reach where I wanted to .
My dreams are yet to come true in a way
My life is nearing the end, too
Anything will happen to you and me.
Any time I will leave here.
Any one won't recognize me.
Anywhere would do, dear .
Someday I will come back.
Someday I will talk to you.
Someday I will smile as if for the last cast.
No more days are left to fill the lack.
No more jokes are welcome to you.
No,no,no is the word I found at last
A little bit
I can't be born again as myself
Either can't anyone of you
Knowing the very fact of myself
Thinking of the solemn reality imagined by you
How can I love myself and others
The more I know them
The more I doubt others
What a myth life is to me and to them
Come everybody and everything
Even if we couldn't understand one another today
Let's talk , sing , eat and drink ,here
I don't know the truth but I feel something
I get and lose something day after day
At last I wish a little bit of something left here
Pastime
Looking back three times quickly
As if searching for someone beloved
In the sunshine to arrive shortly
In the early morning of the revived
Remembering the fact at last
As if thrown away by that means
The sudden lightning from the past
Struck the center of the present scenes
Too much light is cast upon the face
So is too dark shadow heedlessly
No way making sure of that case
Time goes around many substances won
Penetrating into them mercilessly
Destroying almost everything but one
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