«One dawn calls out to another, / Smoke blows over smooth wheat… / I’m thinking of you, my dear, / My senile mother. Walking up the hill, like you used to, / Clutching your crutch in hand, / You look at the stump of the moon / That drifts down the somnolent river. And I know you’r...»
«I’m walking through the valley. A cap on my head, / A dark-skinned hand in a suede glove. / In the distance, the pink steppes are glowing, / The calm blue river stretches far and wide. I’m a carefree fellow. I don’t need anything. / I just want to listen to songs, sing along in my hea...»
«Life is a lie with enchanting anguish, / And that’s what makes it so powerful: / With its crude hand it writes / Lethal letters. Every time I close my eyes, I say, / “Let the heart be disturbed. / Life might be a lie, but even life, sometimes, / Garnishes its deception with pleasure...»
«For my sister Shura Ah, so many cats in the world, / You and I could never count them. / The heart dreams of sweet peas, / And a blue star is ringing. Whether awake, delirious, or just waking up, / I remember this from long ago— / A kitten was purring on the couch, / Looking at me wi...»