Sunday, February 15, 2009

my hand on your chest

my hand on your chest
crests and falls to your rhythm
you breathe for us both

1 comment:

  1. Haikudisiac,
    I came across this poem while reading, THE book on Geisha, 'Geisha' by LizaDalby, University of CA press, 1983. p. 228.

    I thought it was right up your alley!

    Is it a tender blossom
    Or a butterfly?
    Whatever - I am led astray
    By what I glipse flash by.

    If it's a shallow river
    Lift your skirts up to your knees
    But as the water deepens
    Untie your sashes please.

    My body flesh and hair is
    Received from Mom and Dad

    But the one thing I don't show them
    I'll show you my lad

    If it's a shallow river
    Lift skirts up to your knees
    But as the water deepens
    Untie your sashes please.

    -shamisen ditty, "shallow River"
    -Japanese ommitted.


    I really enjoyed the poem, even beyond the obvious. I like how the first stanza could be anything that catches the eye...

    Anyway it reminded me of your site and your quest for pushing the envelope, while not straying too far into the dark!

    ganbatte!

    Matthew

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