cruelty of silence

Even the pathway
Has vanished beneath grass and leaves
At my neglected house,
Fallen to ruin with fruitless waiting
For my cruel lover to return.

Sōjō Henjō



The bamboo grass
Sighs in its tangled rustling
Deep within the mountains,
But my longing remains untangled
When I have left the one I love.

Kakinomoto Hitomaro


Your sparkling eyes, Lycinus, what divine
Beauties! Call them rather fiery rays.
I cannot, facing you, sustain with mine
Momentarily your blazing gaze.



My love, Diodorus, is like a spring
Storm, of the fluid sea’s engendering.
You imitate a thundercloud, then after
The weather clears, your eyes brim with soft laughter.
Like a castaway who counts the steep
Waves, I am tempest-tossed upon the deep;
Give me, that I may know in which direction
To swim, marks of aversion or affection…



You say that you love rain,
but you open your umbrella when it rains…
You say that you love the sun,
but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines…
You say that you love the wind,
But you close your windows when wind blows…
This is why I am afraid;
You say that you love me too…


Love Poem

My child, Aster, you gaze at the stars,
and I wish I were the firmament
that I might watch you with many eyes.