After Japan

After Japan

 

We are both alike

The routine I know so well

Life contracts and death expires

 

An expected release

Into nothingness

You fear it, I don’t

 

Imposing separation

Where our life

Was a wicked immersion

 

Into absolutes

Even the clouds couldn’t go

Where the soldiers fell

 

And the mothers died

In child-birth so many times

We are both alike

 

The reincarnating directions

Of love and might

Of struggling with negation

 

Towards some harmonious whole

Incapable we were, so readily

To master all of our forces

 

Like failed Taoists we had

To leave the foothills

And in the city we felt

The creator too must be blind.

Reviews

[Mary C]

Excellent penning!!

[Emily B]

this is an extraordinary piece of work . .. looking forward to reading more of you

[Irfan Bashir Shah]

very well done!
it's the first time I've read a poem by a Japanese.. I must admit i am impressed.