neither of us moves.
Translated by Robert Hass
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and feel ashamed of myself.Translated by Robert Hass
The crow
as if it were tilling the field.Translated by Robert Hass
It once happened
through earnest solicitation.Translated by Robert Hass
In spring rain
yawning.Translated by Robert Hass
Blossoms at night,
moved by music.Translated by Robert Hass
Last time, I think,
from my father’s face.Translated by Robert Hass