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Friday, January 25, 2013

A POEM BY JAPANESE POET YOSHIMOTO TAKAAKI

yoshimoto takaaki
 
 
 
                         POSSESSION
 
 
                     Our words are charming.
 
                    "Flesh," once said;
 
                    we immediately cling to the earth.
 
                    "Spirit," if spoken;
 
                    we are already flying.
 
 
                    Our souls belong
 
                    to gravity and buoyancy,
 
                    to suspicion and aspiration.
 
                   The world is made of coercion,
 
                   causes and mistakes,
 
                   but surely, a blue the same as the sky
 
                   hangs deep in our skulls.
 
 
                   Otherwise,
 
                   standing on fragile legs,
 
                   how could we ride the image of wings
 
                   to possess endlessly higher places.
 
 
 
                                 ---Yoshimoto Takaaki
                                                (1924-2012)
                                        tr Kijima Hajime
                                        and Nagatomo Shigenori

 
 

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