Prelude 'Sign'
Prelude 'Sign'
Soon, the first cry of a myth will echo in a place that has vanished from the map.
Until your words quietly trace the contours of the world.
On a stormy night, silence was most full in the very moment of shattering.
Only the five senses know the taste of the shining poison and the forbidden nectar.
A light for the journey home, kindled before the soul burns out.
At the bottom of deep solitude, I bury colors in the earth instead of words.
A drop of ink called meaning, breaking the pure white of silence.
The perfection of your mere existence, now that you have lost your magic.
A wish to capture the wavering of the heart with lines as delicate as downy hair.
The world holds its breath, waiting until you look at it.
▶ Homage work: "Modern Tanka"
Like mailboxes, vending machines disappear, and the world beneath the vending machines too
Ichiro Yamashita, "On a Day When the World is Simultaneously Sad"
If you call it a subject, May walks across the runway on its own
Ryo Sasagawa, "At the Market of Sleep"
The dried black clusters of fruit from the ihigiri tree, the countless empty spaces, I will not call them miserable
Takako Morikawa, "Until I Go There"
Standing in the storm, I watch the ice on the lake below the slope break
Akahiko Shimaki, "Icefish"
Poison is pretty, poison is delicious, the children know it in the icicles that shine with a lulurila
Yukiko Ishihata, "Ezo Deer / Gibier"
Natural history illustration: with lines like fine down, I too want to draw my emotions
Hotaka Tamura, "Lake and Falsetto"
When I think of a Doraemon without a pocket, I think of something called irreplaceable love
Etsuko Hashiba, "Static Electricity"
Thinking about the small return trip on the small outward trip before the seriousness withers me
Mui Hatsutani, "So Far Away It Makes You Laugh, So Close It Shines"
Crouching in a corner of the garden in the morning mist, the lonely person plants flower seedlings
Asao Hara, "White Rose of Sharon"
to mean, it’s mean, every day was spent staining pure white paper with ink
Kei Nakazawa, "uta 0001.txt"