- Day Five
A letter will arrive from a place where your reply can't be sent
That you're already here
That you've already left you
Hole that knows everything, a letter as luminous as the blue sky will arrive
Like the brain that sees all too clearly after death, a bright letter will arrive
Like the days before you were born, a widely wide letter without yesterday or
tomorrow will arrive
Soft chiming of bells from the carriage made of light
Giggles of a girl in pants made of light, the last train runs above ground
knocking on the nightless world
the world where all the trains on the platform light up at once and silently forget
about you
You can't go, for you are footless, but the children of your childhood are
already there
A letter will arrive from that bright hole where not even a reply in black on black
can be sent
Your children age in front of you
From that place you departed to, to be reincarnated first
a letter will arrive, written in ink of brightly bright light
From that place where you've never encountered darkness
an enormously enormous letter will arrive
like the world of brilliant light a newborn greets for the first time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem