S A G A W A C H I K A
___________________________________SIX POEMS
Translated by Sawako Nakayasu
Ancient Flower
Once blooming in the ocean breast
But now mostly faded in color
Just as time arrives from somewhere
And quietly goes to ruin
It is already invisible
Young girls collect in their fingertips the lip of the wave
Sounding a hollow ring
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