Mind and heart wide awake.
Experience of escape with bare life heavy
The sleep restless.
I head noise from the living room.
Kochi opened the curtains.
It was a beautiful day
when precious lives were lost.
Overwhelming sadness remained.
Eating the breakfast Kochi fixed for me
I fell asleep immediately.
Wrapped in a blanket
feeling warm as in a womb.
A shower time
What's wrong with me? I can't walk.
With Kochi supporting my back,
I still can't walk.
Back, abdomen, and tights are out.
That's a bad sign. Am I going into immobility?
I was carried to the bathroom.
On a chair, I could manage to take a shower.
The muscles were weakening without mercy.
Is this an ultimatum from my muscles?
4:40 pm
Ms. Grasshopper came.
Since I can't step over 8 cm height differences, she is planning to place a 4 cm board.
Stepping over 4 cm twice, I can step over 8 cm.
She measured the length of the board.
Dinner with 3.
Leftover.
Everything was sold out.
The shops were empty.
Ms. Grasshopper left to buy boards.
Kochi left for home.
I was overcome by fear of not being able to walk.
On TV, the news was horrifying.
Double sadness in a lonely room.
11:40pm
Ms. Grasshopper came again
With a flashlight to
Prepare for rolling blackouts.
She couldn't buy boards.
The shops were closed earlier.
Ms. Grasshopper had beer
I had chocolate.
Sweet and delicious.
I want to forget everything.
About illness, about the earthquake.
Tomorrow, I'll find love.
I hope it will be that kind of Monday.
Poem by Maria Franki
Edited and translated by J. Ujiie
©2011
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