by Sakutaro Hagiwara (1886 – 1942).
On Jouney
I’d like to be off to France,
But France is so frightfully far,
At the least though, I’ll pick out a brand new suit,
And mount on a trip carefree.
When the train starts up the overpass, 5
I’ll lean on the azure window
And think happy thoughts alone,
This May day at dawn,
Leaving it all to the new-grass-sprouting heart.
Notes:
http://www.absoluteastronomy.com/topics/Sakutaro_Hagiwara
http://home.netcom.com/~kyamazak/lit/_Jpoet/Hagiwara_Sakutaro.htm
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