Opening an archway of silver waves
the line of people pushes through.
Shattered memories shine
above the rocks, trees, and stars.
Near the window creased and wrinkled
curtains gather together and then pull apart.
A single wreath of flowers floats
through the beams of light radiating from the marble city.
Day after day, a fingertip leaf-slender
draws the map.
A procession of people pass through
Pushing past an arch of silver waves.
Crushed memories sparkle
Above the rocks, the trees, and the stars.
A wrinkled curtain by the window
Is gathered then torn apart.
A single garland swaying
In the radiant light cast by the marble city.
Every day, fingertips thin like leaves
Are drawing maps.
銀色の波のアアチをおしあけ
行列の人々がとほる。
くだけた記憶が石と木と星の上に
かがやいてゐる。
皺だらけのカアテンが窓のそばで
集められそして引き裂かれる。
大理石の街がつくる放射光線の中を
ゆれてゆく一つの花環。
毎日、葉のやうな細い指先が
地図をかいてゐる。