Fifteen Poets of Modern Japan/Takeko Kujo
Takeko Kujo
1
This quiet is so precious!No voice sounds in heaven or on earth.The moon and I are alone.
2
I do not knowIf it be the fire of GodOr the fire of Satan,But where its light leads meI will go.
3
This rain,Unlike the gentle showers of spring,Reminds me of your voiceWhen you are angry.
4
Spring days, they say, are long.Yesterday seemed so short,But today—alas!
5
You are not here,And I am waiting and waiting for the moon,Which does not rise.It is a heart-breaking nightFor man and sky.
6
The evening breezeBlows the cherry-blossomsBack to heaven.They are too beautifulFor man’s earth.
7
The sinking sunIs the soul of a giant.Like my soulIt is bloody and burning.