Knasuke Naka
No matter whose child he/she is, people freeze their blood and say something to him/her. No, even a puppy and worm that bite at their favorite food say like this. People have such an affectionate feeling in their true colors. Whether it swells out or deflates depends on the world. May the world not drive people into the corner. From “Poems of Kansuke Naka” (edited by Shuntaro Tanikawa).
"July 14 2019
from “Oriori no Kotoba” by Kiyokazu Washida, The Asahi Shimbun"
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