The Primitiveness of a Cup

Along a luminous riverbank
where flowers of Daphne blossom,
a blond boy runs
passing by an angel who holds an apple and a saber
His fingers firmly grasping
a fish named red-belly
just above its eyes of milky light —
a golden dream curves.
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Nishiwaki Junzaburo
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