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Kitamura Taro 北村太郎 – Ⅶ

A Man of the Port-19- 




How long ago?


“a grief ago”

I say to myself,

in the manner of a certain poet.






After all

life is an illness of death;

that is,

death is healthy

and when it gets ill it turns into life.



The world is

embraced by death.

Primitive people usually envision a somber afterlife.

But is that how it really is, there?



There is no afterlife at all

and even if there were

we couldn’t see it from here.



In the morning

I think of a completely healthy death,

and watching an ill life

with my eyes half-closed,



I ask no one in particular,

‘Since when have you been living?

How long ago?’