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Click hereOf course, it is all
just "short, straight strokes," but, my God,
I am trying to set feelings
into gojūon,
a little table where nothing fits
quite well, where I must mumble love
mnemonically and awfully, as
A kind Samurai told Naomi how my yak ran wild,
or Ah, we soon get old.
At least we do the latter slowly,
forgetting all the fifty sounds
other than
those odd sorts of coos
old couples nip
at each others' beak and call.
I cannot remember
This is exotic and intriguing. I don't know much about it, but a good poem will send me searching. This is a good poem.
especially this:
where I must mumble love
mnemonically and awfully,
some taut imagery emphasising the emotional content
with the question, who is the audience?
what a nightmare language, made me want to reach for the saki and i hate the stuff, there are some very nice touches at the end, my guess, they will be missed.