The Kamogawa

When what that shines brighter,

Than those stars in the sky,

Are the flashes of airplanes…

And the city glitters-

With thousands of lanterns, lamps, and lights-

Raw and pure…

The fragrance of water-

That breeze fetches for me.

I sat on the verdant moss-

Besides her, keeping my chin-

Over my knee…

And silently observed-

How beautiful, is she…

Her meandering feathers-

Slithering over the bed of rocks-

Her musings hold the glitters of lights!

As the scales of a serpent-

Glaring our eyes…

Unlike the crowd of thoughts

.. how silent, she is!

As the beauty floats-

In her sacred form…

The winging of Kamo…

And the rising of the moon...

Ruffles as the reflections-

Over her silken body…

How radiant, is she…

Mutely she twines-

Through a heart of the Kyoto…

If she does not take your heart-

I wonder- if you have the one…

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel

Painting copyright: Yoshida Hiroshi, Kamo river.

Author's Note

To those who have been to Kyoto and fallen in love with the Kamo gawa.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Stirring wonder. Your words are like the living threads of this wondrous, glorious world you confess. She is beautiful and full of life. May her song always rise and consume the stars.

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful artwork and amazing words and thoughts shared. Thank you Sanjeeta for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Leslie Philibert]

A fine poem, that for me has echoes of Ezra Pound !

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A true piece that exhibits beauty in it's most natural form, well done, good read.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is real beauty...the neon lights, city beams that light up the sky...all that glitter...just window dressing...what's in our hearts is the earth, she and nature, that's the feel of belonging to something special.
lovely poem.
j.