sting
By yi-ching lin
Tags: Akira Kurosawa, death, dslr, dying, film, grief, Ikiru, Kanji Watanabe, loss, movie, movies, photo, photograph, photography, photos, pictures, poetry, random, Takeshi Shimura, writing
twisting in mid-air…
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when Kanji Watanabe
walks through rain
and loneliness, body long
numb, mind
unflappable, we
extend sympathy
like a handkerchief, a loose
gesture, twisting in mid-air.
when Takeshi Shimura
sits on the swing and starts
Gondola no uta, eyes still
flickering, mind
unflappable, we
pull down our
sleeves, an inescapable
gesture, a gloveless sting
.
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[…] April 1, 2010 when Kanji Watanabe walks through rain and loneliness, body long numb, mind unflappable, we extend sympathy like a handkerchief, a loose gesture, twisting in mid-air […]