Somehow, something good will happen tomorrow,
part of me thinks.
I yell at it and go to sleep.
何となく明日はよき事あるごとく
思ふ心を
叱りて眠る。
Quitting time is
All I wait for.
Working again today.
家にかへる時間となるを、
ただ一つの待つことにして、
今日も働けり。
— Takuboku Ishikawa (石川啄木), Sad Toys (悲しき玩具), 1912.
Posts will be sparse until the end of November, as I’m trying to make the Japanese Literature Publishing Project translation competition deadline.
all wrongs reversed 