Poem
Tatsuji Miyoshi
In Praise of the Walnut
Its shell is tough, yetAs I roll it in my finger tips I hear a voice
The voice is faint, and seems to laugh
How fascinating the walnut is
It holds richness within
So does good poetry
A squirrel knows this well
He puts two hands together and worships
He prays and eats
When he finishes eating – a flash
He\'s lightning – he is gone
© Translation: 2010, Takako Lento
IN PRAISE OF THE WALNUT
From: Suna no toride
Publisher: Usui Shobo,
Publisher: Usui Shobo,
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In Praise of the Walnut
Its shell is tough, yetAs I roll it in my finger tips I hear a voice
The voice is faint, and seems to laugh
How fascinating the walnut is
It holds richness within
So does good poetry
A squirrel knows this well
He puts two hands together and worships
He prays and eats
When he finishes eating – a flash
He\'s lightning – he is gone
© 2010, Takako Lento
From: Suna no toride
From: Suna no toride
In Praise of the Walnut
Its shell is tough, yetAs I roll it in my finger tips I hear a voice
The voice is faint, and seems to laugh
How fascinating the walnut is
It holds richness within
So does good poetry
A squirrel knows this well
He puts two hands together and worships
He prays and eats
When he finishes eating – a flash
He\'s lightning – he is gone
© 2010, Takako Lento
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