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I sit rigidly upright, silent

in my Japanese room: tatami mats

the walls squared away

the hanging scroll.

Don't forget the garbage,

the wife trills out and the door

clicks shut: she is away to work.

I pull out the shining sword

and lay it upon my lap

sharp as a bastard

you could shave with this fucker.

Breathe in, breathe out,

become Japanese.

I stare at the scroll

trying to make out the Kanji

this looks like "world" and "within"

and then there's a load of squiggly pigeonshit

and then the sirens kick in,

the ambulances, dragging heartsore

victims to clapped-out hospitals.

I stare some more at the scroll.

Stare long enough and you might learn something.

I like this summer kimono

it allows you to scratch your balls

comfortably, no need for zips or retainers

and the squirrels, they run about

in the trees, beyond the window,

they run about in the piece of the wood

where we had to bury poor fuckin Paul.

They haven't found him yet; chances are

they never will. The good thing about this room

is that it has no mirrors. I mean to say,

you don't need to look at yourself. Ever.

Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim

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This sounds like a typical Japanese man ( and a samurai?). What does he do while his wife is out at work? The whole poem reads very smoothly, no fat. I particularly like the mention of mirrors at the end.

 

Thanks for the nice read.

 

Lake

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Yeh, well, this is a Japanese poem. Everything seems calm on the surface but there is a maelstrom of hidden feelings underneath. In cruder terms, think of a duck: he seems to be moving placidly across the water but in reality, unseen, he's paddling like fuck.

Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim

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This poem makes me think of the movie "Mystic River" with Sean Penn -- same mannerisms, same somehow bleak scene, just a different setting. The poet's an Irishman, Paul's probably not Japanese -- there's definitely lots of paddling going on below the surface.

 

Tony

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