PEACH・BARLEY・YOU Poem by Iku Takenaka

"Let's live on"
You and me, facing each other.
"Let's keep on talking and live on"
There is nothing wrong with talking, and
talking will even promote better digestion.

About the tonnage of a ship in the harbor we're looking down on
and about its destination, about its cargo,
about fingerprints left on the cargo,
about whether the fingerprints have whorl or arch patterns.

"Let's talk. Let's live on"
dear peach flowers.
dear nice and tall barley grass,
dear you!