Five Lines

Today is Sunday. For the first time they took me out into the sun today. And for the first time in my life I was aghast that the sky is so far away and so blue and so vast I stood there without a motion. Then I sat on the ground…

I come and stand at every door But none can hear my silent tread I knock and yet remain unseen For I am dead for I am dead I'm only seven though I died In Hiroshima long ago I'm seven now as I was then When children die they do not grow My hair…

A young Japanese fisherman was killed by a cloud at sea. I heard this song from his friends, one lurid yellow evening on the Pacific. Those who eat the fish we caught, die. Those who touch our hands, die

Bursa My one and only! Your last letter says:"My head is throbbing, my heart is stunned!"You say:"If they hang you

You're like a scorpion, my brother, you live in cowardly darkness like a scorpion. You're like a sparrow, my brother

Our eyes are limpid drops of water. In each drop exists

The Blue-Eyed Giant, the Miniature Woman and the Honeysuckle He was a blue-eyed giant, He loved a miniature woman. The woman's dream was of a miniature house with a garden where honeysuckle grows in a riot of colours that sort of…

Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel, for example— I mean without looking for something beyond and above living