山田維史の遊卵画廊

Poetry of Tadami Yamada(3)

Night Bird; Omen

A night bird had uttered ill omened cry before;
This midnight, the wind and the snow blowing,
I again hear the bird crying, it's like splitting.
Every thing to be quiet, I'm a feeling to pray for.

Finger And Lip On A Table

Your finger
on a table is shy in a faint morning light.
If I kiss the finger, the wrinkles of my lip
softly touch your golden downy hair,
don't you feel sad for some other?
Spend a night, the finger and the lip on a table;

　　A half apple and even the jar
　　of honey, you, and me, and
　　some unstable light to the side:

When I cherish
your feeling in my breast, don't you want
to thrust a knife into my heart for this love?
Wish that I am you and you need to wish that
you are me. There is also no hesitation so that
the bread which is daily food may be cut;

　　The atrocious event
　　unfolded with a
　　morning table:

The heart of
mine and you shed blood, besides,
the finger and the lip kissed,
golden honey flowed from the broken jar,
light overflowed like a tear from the window,
white curtain is like the skirt of a mourning dress;

　　The apple has sung "boy meets girl".
　　It trembles with the premotion
　　with the faint finger on a table.

Spring Death

Out of doors, sunlight is overflowing.
The sickroom's curtain is filled with spring.
Although it's warm pufflily, the spring visit
Is sad on the lip of this young patient.

Don't sing that the love's sadness
Hidden on your short life buds now
Like the sporouting green grass.

Eyes and lips of the young dear
Who dies at death should stop
Regarding people as dear.
Hearing spring should also stop.

The Sea Under My Palm

The sea being in commotion
Under my palm, the burning sea
Feeling alluring mysterious dark smells
O I'll try to penetrate my finger fertility
Which keeps remote ages secret still now!

Waves roll on a creek where my finger is standing on
As if it seems to be angered, or to grieve
Also to fly in the air
O pale face of the sea!
'cause it's that both rejoicing & distress are so deep

Black algae on the shore!
Don't become in brown like repentance
Must be a function as tender bedclothes
As the sea is the symbol of my love

Dyeing loneliness on my palm, let me go!
To scatter the fertile field with seeds of hope
The sea! Be well-pleased
My spirit in your abysmal deep!

THERE

There, it's a wood;
If spring comes,
There'll be sound of flowere to sprout.
Summer will be filled with scent of bluet.
In autumn there's sound of leaves falling.
Winter makes it the field of white snowing.
Clean water is always in streaming.
I am sitting down merely there.

Oh! Eden as the country.
The snake is kept to lurk

Those Who Eat Sadness

If I am with you
I'll become cheerful
My mouth, jewel box
Language will shine
One after another, it'll be born;
However, this is impossible love
I am eating sadness
In the place which
you don't know
Sadness comes out
In succession from my stomach
It comes out, it comes out
Probably, a lot
Was very eaten again today;
I'll be suprised

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