Treasure Island

Shimazaki Toson

(1872-1943 / Japan)

First Love


you had swept back your bangs for the first time
when I saw you under the apple tree
the flower-comb in your hair
I thought you yourself were a flower too.

you stretched out your pale white hand gently
giving me an apple:
like the ripening red of the autumn fruit
my first feeling of love

my sigh, without any awareness
touched your hair
the joys of love's offerings
drinking your love...

under a tree in the apple orchard
nature's narrow road
who left this token here?
your question gave me a piercing pleasure.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • ***** ***** (4/9/2005 1:09:00 PM)

    this has a sweet sentiment - well done.. not all will like your work, but this poet does, Sxx (Report) Reply

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