Poet of today in Kyoto, Japan:

Takashi Arima



Midorogaike Pond


Itís early December now

but a small stereo set in the bar

plays ďSummertimeĒ.

Only the two of us

sit around the table.

A Valentine bottle reposes on it.


Half-drunken I rise

and open the door to go home.

A chilly wind blows my hot cheeks.

- I say goodbye

She says goodbye

A small handshake


This evening with you, near the pond,

was somehow pleasant for me.

Iím content with the small talk we had.

Iíll leave you and go into lemon-colour moonlight

without kissing you.




And now, the same poem in its Japanese original version :