A Bird Has No Wings In The Storm Poem by nimal dunuhinga
A Bird Has No Wings In The Storm
I started re-reading Kawabata Yasunari san's 'Izu no Odoriko'
and I dream of your golden country 'Japan'.
I was surprised as I have been there.
Chiba-ken, Matsudo city, sakura-dori, tokiwadaira coffe master
funabashi Japanese language school,
the railway between Kunugiyama & goko.
Sapporo beer, sake with sakasuki
taste of tempura and udong; sushi and sashimi
the restaurants I visited with my life long friend Shozo Suzuki san and his
family.
I walk towards in the memory lane
melancholy tune of windbells in Yoshiwara,
still I breathe the cool breeze there
and I sniff the fragrance of death from isolated graveyards
I would like to drown in Sumida -kawa
like Dazai Ozamu san who killed himself by drowning in the lakeTamagawa at Inokashira park.
I am sure that you will bury me near by Ishikawa Takuboku san's grave.
Though I am a Sri Lankan, I may be belongs to your soil in my early birth.
Oh! God if you are still remain in the sky; please grant me an opportunity to see them at least once
before I die in my cage.
that's my only wish.
Dedication to my life long friend Shozo.Suzuki & his family. Also to the poetess Sayumi Takahashi san & Yasuyuki Tanaka san.
Hi Nimal, My mother is Japanese, she was born in Hiroshima. My sister and brother were born there too. I have not gone to Japan, but I do look on the website. My sister would like me to go with me next year. I would like to drag my mother with us. Then she can translate (ha ha) Beautiful dedication to your friends. The poem was excellent. Take care.
A wonderful expression of tribute My favourite part, and the part inwhich I am voting for is: I walk towards in the memory lane melancholy tune of windbells in Yoshiwara, still I breathe the cool breeze there Hauntingly beautiful words here Nimal Love duncan X
We are all birds in guilded cages of life's walk in time before we meet with makers in the skies. A great ten in writing kind sir. God bless all poets-MJG.
A beautiful tribute nestles in this wonderful poem of memories yearned for. Very evocative Nimal, Justine
What a soft touching on a palpating heart! wonderfully written.
What a soft touching on a palpating heart! wonderfully written.
you keep us with a famous story of him walk towards in the memory lane melancholy tune of windbells in Yoshiwara, still I breathe the cool breeze there and I sniff the fragrance of death from isolated graveyards I would like to drown in Sumida -kawa like Dazai Ozamu san who killed himself by drowning in the lakeTamagawa at Inokashira park.
I can feel the heartfelt write...a very good dedication...interesting too very much...thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A very evocative and captivating poem, with great energy and feeling. wonderful