By 
one thousand years of solitude
won’t bring you back
that smile you never encountered
but of which you’ve dreamt a thousand times.
Soseki talks of a girl with black hair
for him the translation is simple
Konya wa tsuki ga kirei desu ne
is the truth the poet and lover can never go by
Your truth alone remains in Sempere
that books are alive and stories are told
and that way every each of us is immortal
the smile you need is on a blank page
it curls up its lips as you fill it with black ink.
*art by Japanese artist Ikenaga Yasunari
**Konya wa tsuki ga kirei desu ne: The moon is beautiful tonight. Soseki’s suggestion for an appropriate Japanese translation of the English ‘I love you.’
Blogul acesta este despre nimic și orice în același timp; confesiuni, frânturi din trecerea timpului, lucruri care mă preocupă, lucruri care vin pe neașteptate. Nimic nu este prea serios, nimic nu este prea neserios. Important de știut este nu doar că îmi place să citesc, ci că fără citit nu simt că aș fi eu. Cititul m-a făcut om mare :).
