As if the earthbecame mad
there grow up
the gigantic grassy reeds
and nodding the dishevelled head
...
This road is not named after you
though it is paved by your sweat
This magnificent structure not in your name
though made of your backbone
...
On that day
I hadn't been there.
I hadn't been beside the street
...
How silently the Bell tolls:
I see only the motion of the Bell's tongue,
And a ritual crow
That looks at the Bell
...
It is storming on the forbidden shore
the sail has torn off
some birds have got its rags
to cover their bodies
...
While ascending the hills
and descending the valleys
while resting down the dear babes
from the shoulders
...
Please don't come this way again:
here the footprints, of those
who reached and departed,
half dusted
...
Burn out, if you want,
a roll of rubbish paper
Light up
...
While walking alone through the meadow
The grass grabbed my feet
They bribed me
By a graceful grass-crown.
...
In distressing moments
why do I remember
my father's sobing heart in the pyre
-I don't know,
...