he feell out the invisibles shapes and shows images , shining visons , golden spots ,
perhaps distordes but auhtentic versions of the terrible nature of his vision and
of the staggering beauty of his language. Hagiwara has left for man's enlightenment
poems of the dark that will last as long as light and darkness.
SHIAMAMOTO-PARABOLIC TRAJECTORY BEFORE REACHING THE CANVAS--- 5 M LONG
Grass Stem
Look at the grass-stem shawled
Against the nip of winter
In such a flimsy wrap.
O mark that little splinter,
So delicate and sad,
Which all the winter shook
Blue in its fibre shawl.
Look at the grass-stem.
Look.
Beyond a far-off sky
That sags with laggard snow
The grass exhilarates,
Its greenness to grow.
Visage sick to the bottom of the earth
(Hurler to the Moon (1917))
In the depths of the earth there is a face,
A face of a patient alone.
In the darkness at the bottom of the earth
Gently push the stems of herbs,
Appear nests of rats
, Began to shake the hair innumerable
Who are involved,
Push bamboo fine roots green
They grow,
And they seem quite grim,
As if they smoked,
Really evil.
In the darkness at the bottom of the earth,
There is a face of a patient alone.
Hurler to the Moon (1917)
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