Stroking your white hairs
"If it is hard to live like these days
what do we do?"
this has never happened in the past"


Have a lot of money and so even if it's easy to live
"people have to live with people"
and packed bags
she hurried hometown


You got married and you were alone after two years
brought up us with the soil
“took care of us day and night
walking around the neighborhood banquet
when breastfed
it was when I was young”
in the pocket
you took out and gave me
the wrapped paper money
you hid and hid

You did not receive someone giving things
can’t get around because people are afraid each other:
sung about how to live in this place
“yesterday was a dark haired girl
today is a gray haired old woman
do not despise me
what i have been living with
for ninety years
i can’t remember anything!"
you cried and laughed

bowed your head to sew

Giving the rice cake secretly
obtained from the party of Mary next door
“the excellent person was born
in the Tom's family"
got around
said loudly the neighborhood
you stroked my hair

Your look

A few years ago
i took off my suit
i went to your home
you were in a dark kitchen like a pig cage
eating by rubbing cold rice with salt
as soon as you see me
stopping and hugging me and patting my back
a smile: come to me ride the wrinkles
you looked up at

hardened fingers
eyes: not dry out tears
poor cheeks
curved waist
snowy hairs
pine cane
black rubber shoes with holes by poker
tied run out skirt with straw

are going to talk today
with neighborhood people

you felt sad
you cried
“can’t just talk as a woman”

who held both hands tightly

Under the lamplight
for a long winter night
you couldn’t read a letter
from your nephew in a foreign country
you muttered
“I only want to see him”

didn’t know the difference between
a thatched house and a tiled house

In the middle of the night
i missed you
were going to the thatched home
i just wept at the sound of the door
opening secretly

When i cross my legs
"if you do that
live in poverty"
with the gentle hands
lowered my leg with
a sincere hand

Are people useful these days?
cheat, steal, lie...
“you do not do that”
worrying about people and rice plants
all day long
“a person is not living a five hundred years
stop it rice farming”

i am ashamed really
but i loved you
lived without a name.
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