from the tanka sequence He

solitarily
it blows
Westerly
between our
hundred miles

sho-sho to
henseifu ga
fuiteiru
futari hyakuri no
hedatari no uchi

translation from "A Girl Tree" #2

.
.
letting its twigs
cut down with a saw
she doesn't know
where the pieces goes to and
what's to be done on them
.
.

translation from "A Girl Tree" #1

.
.
At the foot of
windy snowy mountain
a girl tree vendor
cut and sell their own daughter
hiding it secretly in a small tent
.
.

latest tanka

.
.
i took my crocodile
to a beauty salon
for pets
becouse it had invited
models to be trimmed


*

katto moderu
boshuu shiteita
torimingu salon ni
wani tsurete
itte mimashita

[japanese version in Roma-ji]