Spoken Words

June 18


Day 36 in Hospital


2:00 PM
Mari and Andy
Came


After work drinks,
Drinking Parties,
Old office reunions


One of my drinking buddies
I took the liberty to call Fukuoka District Chief
Is a daddy of two cats.


Thank you for sending heart warming mail
About your cats.


Cucumbers, eggplants,
Flat podded peas I forgot what it was called.
So
I took a liberty to call it flat peas.


Vegetables home grown by his wife
Is the bride to marry into
Pickling bed Yuri made.
I will eat them next Sunday.


With a microphone to record my blog entry
In his bag.
He cares.


Does it work with Mac?
Well,
It doesn’t seem to be working.


Does it work with my hands?
Well,
It doesn’t seem to be working.
They won’t move
They won’t rise


My fingers move,
While
My arms won’t rise.
It is getting ever increasingly challenging
To use the keyboard.


A microphone
Converts spoken words into written words
For blog and mail
Azabu Juban Love Story


Frontal lobe to speak
Parietal lobe to write


Building a bridge across the brain
To go back and forth


The world which has made it possible
Is super cool, I think.

Poem by Maria Franki

Edited and translated by J. Ujiie

© 2011