Venice masks

Monday, 15 July 2013

To Lady Mori - Ikkyu

The most beautiful and truest of all women;
Her songs the fresh, pure melody of love.
A voice and sweet smile that rends my heart—
I'm in a spring forest of lovely cherry-apples.

Every night, Blind Mori accompanies me in song.
Under the covers, two mandarin ducks whisper to each other.
We promise to be together forever,
But right now this old fellow enjoys an eternal spring.

Ikkyu (Ikkyu Sojun) (1394 - 1481) Japan
Translated by John Stevens
Source: Torre Wenaus web site

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