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How to use solitude -
loneliness hugs me sometimes
intimately
I am tricked by it
easily.
have you done something
to me?
- The back -
Midnight I go out to throw garbage away.
Someone else already did.
I put two bags on the pile.
The sky
doesn't know how to reach somewhere.
It returns to the universe, deeper than stars,
pulls even the white light of a street lamp up.
When I was just about to go home,
my garbage canted over and fell.
It is a long wait
for the morning air.
I just
begin walking slowly, and
hold myself so I won't come loose,
folding my arms like enclosing my heart,
leaving something alone there
which would find intimacy with me.
translated from the Japanese by Ruth E. Foley and Kazue Daikoku
*You can listen to the reading of this poem on "in VOICE".
Ryo Kisaka
She is a poet in Tokyo. When she graduated from college, she self-published her first book. Her second poetry book was awarded the Hanatsubaki Contemporary Poetry Prize in Japan. She continues writing poems and publishing poetry books, and writes essays and translates a lot of picture books into Japanese. She also won a prize for her poetry book published in 1996.
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*Other poems by Ryo Kisaka: "1:00 P.M.", "Theater."
Copyright by Ryo Kisaka
English translation Copyright 2001 by Ruth E. Foley and Kazue Daikoku
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