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December 2012
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A Winter’s Tale of Sorrow
By Susumu Takiguchi at a hermitage in England
in the year 2012
first snow…
visiting me on behalf
of the world
seclusion,
free from tales of woe…but
embraced by nature
solitude…
hell for most, paradise
for me
snowy countryside…
is it less beautiful if
seen alone?
is there
beauty in sadness too
that fills the world?
in every shadow
of beautiful women, cheekbone down
I see sorrow
tristesse…
something we come to learn
and be friends with
joy and sorrow…
not either side of the coin, they
feed each other up
welcome, then,
most welcome, Sorrow, my friend
and come here to my fireplace
from tonight
we will be strange bedfellows…
under the cold moon
winter moon…
looking mouldy ever since
I lost my love
love
embraces sorrow and melts it like
the sun does snow
now thick fog;
I think of the unthinkable,
world without women
at the end of time the world
can exist without men, but not women,
eternal spring…eternal winter
sorrow…
veiled by deep snow, and
Christmas merriment
sorrow, sorrow…our friend;
no need to sweep you under the carpet,
from the New Year
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