Morning Relay

When a young man
in Kamchatka
dreams
of a giraffe,
a young girl
in Mexico
waits
for the bus
in the morning haze.

When a little girl
in New York
rolls over
in her bed
with a smile,
a little boy
in Rome
winks
at the morning sun
that colours
the columned capital.

On this earth,
always,
somewhere,
morning is starting.
We are relaying morning,
from longitude
to longitude,
taking turns,
protecting earth,
as it were.

Prick up your ears
a while
before you go to sleep,
and somewhere,
far away,
you will hear
an alarm clock
ringing,
as proof that
someone
has firmly caught
the morning
you’ve
passed on.

by tanikawa shuntaro

original post here

i went to a bookshop with a friend of mine in japan recently and bought “naked” by tanikawa shuntaro translated into english. fantastic poetry. impressive.

have a memorable lunar new year, everyone.

found this gizmodo article. very funny:

a secret battle between Godzilla and several Gundams in the early 1980s bombarded the whole of Japan with cosmic G-rays, which allowed then-youths to grow up and draw these weird-ass manuals
– original article here

wii is going to cost about A$400 when it comes out here. i’m considering selling my ps2 and purchasing wii, but it’s been about 20 years since i last played nintendo (it was famicom), so i’m not sure if it’s going to be a fun reverse-console-shock.

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(images from wikipedia)