A VISIT Poem by Heiichi Sugiyama
A VISIT
I pushed a call-button on the gate
that must have rung a bell
a lamp at the entryway came on
and I heard "who is it?"
all of a sudden a dog began to bark
a child began to cry
a voice, perhaps a mother's, scolded
I sensed something tumbling down onto the floor
a plane roared passing above my head
I collected myself with a deep breath and said
"I am Mr. Sugiyama."
1. ''Although young Sugiyama was introduced to the artistic world in his Tokyo days, he has spent most of his life in and around Kobe and Osaka, the so-called ‘Kansai’ area which includes the ancient capitals of Nara and Kyoto."
2. " Kansai people are known for their talkativeness and dry, sometimes self-deprecating, humour. There is nothing verbose in Sugiyama’s poetry: it is well controlled by the aesthetic and ethical disciplines of a lyric poet. But the Kansai sense of humour is unmistakably in this poem.'' [from 'Poetry International']
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6/1/2024 1:47:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You are a great poet Mr. Sugiyama!