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There are the masters, of course:
"I'm tired of children"—to anyone who says that, no flowers
-Matsuo Bashō
But then there are such gems as:
At midday when the sea's visible in the window, through the pine trees, I kiss the hair of someone sleeping peacefully
-Wakayama Bokusui
and
Kiss
She came home, smelling of another man.
And so I could not kiss her.
Then the two of us got under the quilts
that still held the sun’s heat.
That day the weather was nice all day.
And yet I could not kiss her.
She pressed her breast close to my breast.
And yet I could not do it.
I felt she was a different woman.
It was like before the two of us met.
It was like the days when I still didn’t know that part of her
and went fishing alone on Sundays.
It was like the days when I watched the thin winter sun by that small
marsh
and was waiting to meet someone.
I was afraid.
And yet I could not do it.
And in time I fell asleep.
It’s a night like a vast prairie
no matter how long I run, how long I run
-Tanikawa Shuntarō
"I'm tired of children"—to anyone who says that, no flowers
-Matsuo Bashō
But then there are such gems as:
At midday when the sea's visible in the window, through the pine trees, I kiss the hair of someone sleeping peacefully
-Wakayama Bokusui
and
Kiss
She came home, smelling of another man.
And so I could not kiss her.
Then the two of us got under the quilts
that still held the sun’s heat.
That day the weather was nice all day.
And yet I could not kiss her.
She pressed her breast close to my breast.
And yet I could not do it.
I felt she was a different woman.
It was like before the two of us met.
It was like the days when I still didn’t know that part of her
and went fishing alone on Sundays.
It was like the days when I watched the thin winter sun by that small
marsh
and was waiting to meet someone.
I was afraid.
And yet I could not do it.
And in time I fell asleep.
It’s a night like a vast prairie
no matter how long I run, how long I run
-Tanikawa Shuntarō
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