Camellia’s heads - 椿塚: a poem

I put camellia blossoms in a line
on a silver stone counting the red
one camellia, two camellias and again

Another again falls on my head
rolling down onto the ground

It’s a woman’s head
with a red mouth widely open

I count women’s heads in a line
one head, two heads and again
Another again dropped down on my hair

The woman is laughing
with her red wet tongue

The giggles are rolling here and there
with her spooky yellow tooth

I put women’s skulls in a line
on a greyish stone with my scarlet fingers
drawing the dream of camellia blossoms

And I count the red of camellia
one laugh, two laughs and again

 

紅色の花びらを石の上にならべ
ひとつふたつと花を数える
わたしのあたまにぽたりと落ちた
それは緋色の女のこうべ

真っ赤なくちびるをぱっくりひらき
黄色い歯をのぞかせる

ひとつ、またひとつとこぼれて落ちて
ぽつりぽつりと首をかぞえる

灰青色の石の上
血潮でえがく紅の夢
だらだら流れる指をぬらして
椿おんなの首はわらう

 

 

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