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This is the alleyNamed after Kinu the milkman.By its side standsA two-storey buildingIts ground floor roomIs enclosed by iron railings.It is thoroughly dampHere and there its wallsBear ugly damp marksIn places their plasters are also peeling off.On its door hangs…
II Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only take my hand in your hand. In the gloom of the deepening night take up my heart and play with it as you list. Bind me close to you with nothing. I…
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long. I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued myvoyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a…
He it is, the innermost one,who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches.He it is who puts his enchantment upon these eyesand joyfully plays on the chords of my heartin varied cadence of pleasure and pain.He it is who…
In the dusky path of a dream I went to seek the love who was mine in a former life. Her house stood at the end of a desolate street. In the evening breeze her pet peacock sat drowsing on…
Here I get him closest to my heart—As close is the earth beneath my feetAs are close to meThe fruits, flowers and the air and water.Here I love him tooAs I love the songs of birdsThe murmur of streamsThe mellowness…
XIV I found a few old letters of mine carefully hidden in thy box—a few small toys for thy memory to play with. With a timorous heart thou didst try to steal these trifles from the turbulent stream of time…
In the morning I cast my net into the sea. I dragged up from the dark abyss things of strange aspect and strange beauty—some shone like a smile, some glistened like tears, and some were flushed like the cheeks of…
I am restless. I am athirst for far-away things.My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance.O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute!I forget, I ever forget, that I have no…
I wonder if I know himIn whose speech is my voice,In whose movement is my being,Whose skill is in my lines,Whose melody is in my songsIn joy and sorrow.I thought he was chained within me,Contained by tears and laughter,Work and…