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THE EMPEROR OF TSUKAYAMA PARK

When first the as spoken, I heard:

Tsuki-yama—Lord Moon

And for me, the moon settled onto a dais, with

sixteen-pointed chrysanthemums in his phosphor-hands,

topknot oiled with seaweed and orange,

his hakaed in silver worms

which wove on and on,

flooding the nightingale-floor with silk

The folds of his sleeves creased blue and black

in signet-shadows, descending like stairs to me,

in a poor, threadbare yukata,

,

forehead pressed to his white tatami