the fish cooling at the gate.
Translated by Robert Hass
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Napping at midday
and feel ashamed of myself.Translated by Robert Hass
Asked how old he was,
stretched out all five fingers.Translated by Robert Hass
In this world
gazing at flowers.Translated by Robert Hass
I’m going out,
make love.Translated by Robert Hass
Pissing in the snow
it makes a very straight hole.Translated by Robert Hass
His death poem:
a bath when you die,how stupid.Translated by Robert Hass