Poem
Hiroshi Kawasaki
SNOW
I’d like to meetthe Snow Woman*.
I’d like to draw on that hot skin of hers
a picture of a snow crystal
found nowhere else.
Not about the present day or crimes and so on,
but I’d like to tell a story more secret
and more true.
And I wish to defend it
with my entire being.
When it starts snowing,
my heart or body,
I don’t know which,
begins to tremble.
Isn’t that because,
though I had met the Snow Woman long ago,
the snow has made me SNOW
I’d like to meet
the Snow Woman.
I’d like to draw on that hot skin of hers
a picture of a snow crystal
found nowhere else.
Not about the present day or crimes and so on,
but I’d like to tell a story more secret
and more true.
And I wish to defend it
with my entire being.
When it starts snowing,
my heart or body,
I don’t know which,
begins to tremble.
Isn’t that because,
though I had met the Snow Woman long ago,
the snow has made me forget
all about it?
© Translation: 2006, William I. Elliott and Kazuo Kawamura
*Though a spirit, the snow woman is tall, beautiful, and transparent, with long hair.
SNOW
© 1982, Hiroshi Kawasaki
From: Right before waking up
Publisher: Shoshi Yamada,
From: Right before waking up
Publisher: Shoshi Yamada,
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SNOW
I’d like to meetthe Snow Woman*.
I’d like to draw on that hot skin of hers
a picture of a snow crystal
found nowhere else.
Not about the present day or crimes and so on,
but I’d like to tell a story more secret
and more true.
And I wish to defend it
with my entire being.
When it starts snowing,
my heart or body,
I don’t know which,
begins to tremble.
Isn’t that because,
though I had met the Snow Woman long ago,
the snow has made me SNOW
I’d like to meet
the Snow Woman.
I’d like to draw on that hot skin of hers
a picture of a snow crystal
found nowhere else.
Not about the present day or crimes and so on,
but I’d like to tell a story more secret
and more true.
And I wish to defend it
with my entire being.
When it starts snowing,
my heart or body,
I don’t know which,
begins to tremble.
Isn’t that because,
though I had met the Snow Woman long ago,
the snow has made me forget
all about it?
© 2006, William I. Elliott and Kazuo Kawamura
From: Right before waking up
From: Right before waking up
SNOW
I’d like to meetthe Snow Woman*.
I’d like to draw on that hot skin of hers
a picture of a snow crystal
found nowhere else.
Not about the present day or crimes and so on,
but I’d like to tell a story more secret
and more true.
And I wish to defend it
with my entire being.
When it starts snowing,
my heart or body,
I don’t know which,
begins to tremble.
Isn’t that because,
though I had met the Snow Woman long ago,
the snow has made me SNOW
I’d like to meet
the Snow Woman.
I’d like to draw on that hot skin of hers
a picture of a snow crystal
found nowhere else.
Not about the present day or crimes and so on,
but I’d like to tell a story more secret
and more true.
And I wish to defend it
with my entire being.
When it starts snowing,
my heart or body,
I don’t know which,
begins to tremble.
Isn’t that because,
though I had met the Snow Woman long ago,
the snow has made me forget
all about it?
© 2006, William I. Elliott and Kazuo Kawamura
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