Spring makes a noise on a quiet day.
A misty rain
irritates the change of season,
makes the ferns shine green,
in a rock shelter of the spring water.
Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere) arranging
a window, […]*
E. E. Cummings wrote.
Knocking on the window.
Daffodils bloom at the watershed,
pretend to play the trumpet mutely.
The loneliness that their hands speak of is mine.
Through the glass window like a mirror,
there is a reflection of myself inverted.
hiromi suzuki is a poet, fiction writer and artist living in Tokyo, Japan. She is the author of Ms. cried – 77 poems by hiromi suzuki (Kisaragi Publishing, 2013), logbook (Hesterglock Press, 2018), INVISIBLE SCENERY (Low Frequency Press, 2018), Andante (AngelHousePress, 2019), Found Words from Olivetti (Simulacrum Press, 2020), Ephemera (Colossive Press, 2021). Double solo exhibition with Francesco Thérès visual HAIKU | OLIVETTI poems was held in Rome, 9 ～30 September 2021.
Quotation: Spring is like a perhaps hand* by E. E. Cummings
From poets.org / https://poets.org/poem/spring-perhaps-hand
Note: The Daffodils is a part of the first poetry collection Ms. cried – 77 poems by hiromi suzuki (kisaragi publishing, 2013 ISBN978-4-901850-42-1). The poem written in Japanese have been translated by hiromi suzuki, 2022.