楽園のこちら側 This side of paradise
楽園のこちら側 this side of paradise
お昼の霧
は
明るいな
遠くで魚屋も
叫んでる
立ったまゝ
冷たいお茶を飲み
(昨日の蚊取り線香の匂い微かにして)
僕の朝は所在無い
来ぬ人を何処で待とう！
竹林の中はもう明るすぎるし
葱の植わった土は汚らしく固い
それより姉さん
(あの言葉を注意深く排除して）
向こうの空気の奥にだらだら散歩に行こう
蒔かれたことが倍音となって蝕感される
あのソラマメの夕方になるまで
Fog at noon
is bright
A fish seller is calling out
In the distance
Standing to drink tea
that has cooled off
(the smell of mosquito coil still lingers from yesterday)
This morning there is nowhere to go, nothing to do
Where should I wait for someone who is not coming!
Already the light in the bamboo forest is too bright
and the soil of the onion field is foul and dry
But sister
(carefully avoid using that word)
let’s take a lazy walk in the air of the forest
Feelings and octaves grow from what was sown
until the twilight of the broad bean