Autumn
Nightfall.
Fields on fire,
blazing to the far ends of the world.
The agony of crickets
seeps
from the hollow, falls
on deaf ears:
when? when...
The moon is up, the world
has ended.
(Translated by Anthony Molino)
Autumn
Nightfall.
Fields on fire,
blazing to the far ends of the world.
The agony of crickets
seeps
from the hollow, falls
on deaf ears:
when? when...
The moon is up, the world
has ended.
(Translated by Anthony Molino)