the beautiful fall sky led me to lunch
Sushi restaurant in Kyoto
On Kawaramachi street @ Sanjo street
I took sanma in this season with no hesitation
sliced blue fish lying on the vinegared rice
sprincled with grated Daikon vegetable
juicy but daikon leaving clear taste
I bite sliced ginger afterward
and beer, of course
there was a lady sitting next to me at the age of 88
we had a little talk and smiled
I listened to her talk to a british couple sitting the other side
peacefully and joyfully
it happened on a fall day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A gentle account with clear detail and ingredients and of course beer on that fall day, very autumnal.