Poetry Kanto is fascinated
by the title of my new novel
and creates an image:
Blue the color of ocean water
after passage of a Caribbean ship.
Kyoto graduate students
summarize the book:
Wooden sidewalks, flimsy buildings
blowing away and the old cowboy
who would never again ride
the fading edge of a vast blue horizon.
In conversation with an interviewer
I added:
Homeless blue color
touched the horses, scrub cows
and the lazed cowboy
like a sole Koto over a bather.
The last page I recite in Hiroshima:
The gunfire deafened him
and he did not hear his own Colt sidearm
but saw blue smoke rise from the barrel
as from a gap in the earth.
Girl With Peacock Wings In Blue Dusk Over Kobe.
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Re: Girl With Peacock Wings In Blue Dusk Over Kobe.
This is an interesting exercise on the use of a color....and that last stanza is gorgeous:
The gunfire deafened him
and he did not hear his own Colt sidearm
but saw blue smoke rise from the barrel
as from a gap in the earth.
The gunfire deafened him
and he did not hear his own Colt sidearm
but saw blue smoke rise from the barrel
as from a gap in the earth.