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Translation of Nursjamsu


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Takahashi Mutsuo

Translated by James Wren

The Dove

that dove gives it up, he asked
he puts out, I answered
OO what's he into, he inquired further
round and round he goes, I added.
these eyes are good, he touched upon
just a fledgling, I tattled
yes, but. . . , he looked at me
yes, but what, I glared back
and you, he said
out of season, I condescended
I want you, he spoke of the dove
time to get the hell out of here, I muttered
from his clutches.