Monday, October 23, 2017
Words
On a rainy Thursday, we took a taxi to Shinjuku station and went to see a
film by Jim Jarmusch. It was a very slow but a beautiful film and I loved
it. It made me want to write again. I immediately ordered a poetry book
by William Carlos Williams, and it arrived two days later. It's a collection of his poetry translated in Japanese. A Japanese poet in the film said that poetry in translation is like taking a shower with a raincoat on, and I agree, but it's still nice. I read one
or two poems a day from that book after kids go to bed. Funny how one or
two poems can fulfill me... "It's just words..." said the bus driver played
by Adam Driver, but without words, I realize, I don't feel alive.
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