A Spray of Water: Tanka [the hot water in]

Tada Chimako

Translated by Jeffrey Angles
 
the hot water in
the abandoned kettle
slowly cools
still carrying the resentment
of colder water
 
From The Forest of Eyes by Tada Chimako, translated by Jeffrey Angles. Copyright © 2010 by Tada Chimako and Jeffrey Angles. Used by permission of University of California Press. All rights reserved.

Poems by This Author

A Spray of Water: Tanka [one narcissus] by Tada Chimako
one narcissus
A Spray of Water: Tanka [the round spoon] by Tada Chimako
the round spoon
Person of the Playful Star: Tanka [I listen to songs] by Tada Chimako
I listen to songs
Person of the Playful Star: Tanka [there is a hole at] by Tada Chimako
there is a hole at
From a Woman of a Distant Land by Tada Chimako
In this country, we do not bury the dead. We enclose them like dolls in glass cases and decorate our houses with them
Mirrors by Tada Chimako
The mirror is always slightly taller than I
Putting on My Face by Tada Chimako
Facing the mirror, I put on my face

Further Reading

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