Tamura Ryuichi, "A Thin Line"

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A THIN LINE

You are always alone
There is something like a bitter light
in the pupils of your eyes that have never shown tears
I like it

       To your blind image 
       this world is a desolate hunting place 
       You are the winter hunter 
       who constantly chases down one heart 

You do not believe in words
There is a deep longing for fear
in your footsteps that have murdered all the hearts
It fascinates me

       On the thin line that you walk 
       the smell of blood is even on the top of the snow 
       No matter how far we separate 
       I can tell

You pull the trigger
I die inside a word


TAMURA RYUICHI

Translated from the Japanese by Samuel Grolmes and Yumiko Tsumura

Comments

[haveagrateday.livejournal.com]

Whoa.

[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

Cold and lovely. Wow!

[kathyunguyen.livejournal.com]

I know! That's exactly how I felt. I mean, the poem begins and ends with a bang indeed (metaphorically and even physically).

I'm so adding this to my memories thing.

[ginevra-alessa.livejournal.com]

The last lines kill me dead! Eee raw beauty.

[hamkey.livejournal.com]

love it!