Chicano Poet

Friday, June 18, 2010

A Poem By Shinkichi Takahashi

The Peach

A little girl under a peach tree,
Whose blossoms fall into the entrails
of the earth.

There you stand, but a mountain may be there
Instead; it is not unlikely that the earth
May be yourself.

You step against a plate of iron and half
Your face is turned to iron. I will smash
Flesh and bone

And suck the cracked peach. She went up the mountain
To hide her breasts in the snowy ravine.
Women's legs

Are more or less alike. The leaves of the peach tree
Stretch across the sea to the end of
The continent.

The sea was at the little girl's beck and call.
I will cross the sea like a hairy

And catch the odor of your body.


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