Hayama Hash Poem Year 1

投稿日: Dec 04, 2009 6:26:47 AM

By Santamaria 2009

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Mount Fuji floating

As if

On air

Over a gray ocean

Of despair

Happy hashers everywhere

Gushing beer

Without a care

On a Hayama beach

In the cool night air

Sweating bodies

After hellish runs

Over once wet and now dried roads

Tortured under a scorching sun

Through mountain forest

Over sewer like streams

Passing sleeping snakes

With Eve like dreams

Hilly tops

With breathless scenes

False trails

That led many far astray

All adds up to makes a joyful day

The stony beach of Plage Sud

Ocean surfers

On slats of wood

Clear memories of all that`s good

When you look carefully

You see flowering seaweeds

Between the pebbles

On the stony beach

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Santa Maria, Full of Air

Visconti with Pasconti,

Tapeworm, Dragon Fly

Shit in the Face without disgrace,

Ms Piggy, Kim -will- Run

each named without a dare

Hashers circle like

A Roman senate without togas

Or Sumo thongs

To debate what was right or wrong

About each monthly run

Arrowless roads

Fading markers

And roads that

Went down slippery slopes

As night got darker

Sweety shouting on and on

Wearing his oh so warm parker

To feel the sea breeze

On my cheek

Meeting friends who are truly unique

Is a wonderful way to end the week

Weaving through streets

That bare no name

Looking at gardens

Where owners had lost all shame

Arrowless roads of despair

Due to a lazy hare

Marking a route without much care

Wondering miles along misleading trails

Being hailed by dragonfly

Who sweetly wails

Follow me to the next dale

Sliding down mountain sides

In the dark

Hearing on and on

And wild doggys bark

Welcoming beer at the trails end

Complaints and groans by many friends

Yet with good food and wine

We are appeased

And all our tensions are released

Hayama Hash House Harriers

One year on

Under the rising moon

And the falling sun

日本語訳 by Kim-will-run

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富士山

まるで

浮遊している

空と絶望の灰色の大洋との間に

ハッピー・ハッシャーズ

何処ででも

麦種をあおり、無聊げに

夜の冷気に包まれた

葉山海岸

地獄の走行の後の

汗だくの身体

今は乾ききった、濡道

火傷しそうな陽の下の、拷問、

山林を抜け

どぶ川の流れを越え

Ｅｖｅの夢に眠る蛇をしり目に

吐息を忘れるほど美しい

頂につく

無駄書きの連なる道は

歓喜の終日へと帰結する

石ころだらけの海岸に建つPlage Sud

木端の上の波乗人

楽しい記憶の切れ端

曰く

よく見れば海藻花咲く岩場かな＊

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Santa Maria, Full of Air

Visconti with Pasconti,

Tapeworm, Dragon Fly

Shit in the Face without disgrace,

Ms Piggy, Kim -will- Run

each named without a dare

ローマの元老院議員（トーガないけど）

か

関取（まわしないけど）のごとく

円陣組んで

Ｈａｓｈｅｒ達は

ケンケン、ガクガク

矢印のない道

消えかかったマーカー

ヌルヌルの坂

夜の帳が落ちる時

ＯｎａｎｄＯｎ（続け、続け）

Sweety が吠える

でもナンカ、暖かな、パーカー着込んで

柔らかな海風を頬に受け、

ユニークな仲間と共に終える

上等の週末

名前もない道を紡ぎ

主のいない荒れ果てた庭を臨む

目印も希望もない道路

それは、不用意な道筋を点けた

料簡なしのウサギのせいと、やらで

間違いだらけのルートを何マイルも彷徨い

甘やかに羽震わせた、

蜻蛉の敬礼で

次の草原へと誘われる

山片を、滑り落ち、ながらも

闇の中

Ｏｎａｎｄｏｎ続け、続けの声を背に

野良犬の遠吠えを抜けると

そこは、歓迎の麦酒の待つ終点だった、とか

そして

仲間たちの

不平不満、罵詈雑言

総ての鬱積も

宴と共に解き放たれる

Hayama Hash House Harriers

昇る月と洛ちる陽との間に

一年目が過ぎたー

＊よく見ればナズナ花咲く垣根かなｂｙ（芭蕉）