Fifteen Poets of Modern Japan/Hatsuo Kitamura
Hatsuo Kitamura
Rough Sea
She dips her feet in the full tide;The moonlight falls on her fair body;Her hair streams out.
Her hand trembles as it touches the fruit.A chair dances.The captain’s daughter laughsA green laugh.
The cape is out of sight;Seagulls fly high and low,Following the fragranceOf the boat.
The rain has cleared away.The sky is blue;The sea is blue.