Walking together through a grove of trees in the park,
I had the impression that we were lovers.
I walked along the dark road with an innocent girl,
Wondering what would happen if I suddenly embraced her.
- - - - -
When I cautiously kept my distance in friendship,
One after another the girls left me.
Tuesday, September 03, 2002
a few poems by Tadashi Maekawa, as translated in 'The Wind Is Howling', an autobiography by Ayako Miura (originally in Japanese):
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