FUJIKI KIYOKO by HIROAKI SATO ant ant ant ant ant six
September 30, 2011 § 2 Comments
As If She Were Machinery
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In deep autumn I go on traveling unenlightened
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The scent of perfume so lively sudden loneliness
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The quiet sound of a falling mosquito resounds in my body
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Ears of wheat reveal the depth and shallows of the sea
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The day my black hair’s heavy and cold we part
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A spring evening I ride a car with an ordinary man
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Katydids my perspective gradually narrows
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A girl’s limbs are thin and wise air-conditioned
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Having got used to the depth of war I love a dog
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Summer deep I sleep the day with my own smell
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Fingerprints of desolation everywhere clouds white
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The trifoliate orange is sharp the lady’s elegant
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Oppressed by the sea in twilight I await a train
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Covered by the sounds of insects lies a brain
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Lonely spring a wife lives as if she were machinery
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The night I give up and sew the needle shines
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A white moon turns to gold above the young leaves
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Through my temples a locomotive dashes dark
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Here’s life the fruit juice amber transparent
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Early autumn’s good my veins transparent arteries pulse
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Rainy season desolate I find myself with peanut shells
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At a katydid I feel as if noon day were sinking
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With dusk slow to fall gruel’s cooking at my feet
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Knotweed growing thin falls into the typhoon zone
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A spring evening is wound down toward the apple skin
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Coming away from parting I drink hard cold water
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White noon no white letter comes knocking
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Only a horsefly’s voice annoying my ears I make unlined clothes
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Having lived single-mindedly I’ve lost my goal
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ant5 
I really like these with:
Through my temples a locomotive dashes dark
Oppressed by the sea in twilight I await a train
Knotweed growing thin falls into the typhoon zone
being my favourites. Great work.
[…] — Fujiki Kiyoko, translated by Hiroaki Sato on antantantantant’s blog […]