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geisha
Contributed by
Arymes
on
Friday, 13th February 2004 @ 10:09:57 PM in AEST
Topic:
dedicatedpoems
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Extinct and forgotten by most, but some still sing, accompany you as you play the shamisen.
How beautiful and precious to live in the flower and willow world!
(Is it a tender blossom or a butterfly?)
Whatever, nanigoto mo, it doesnt matter that not so long ago you were a star however brief you flickered.
Mourning the death of you, a lingering speck of dust, your oiled wigs so like spring peaches, A full kimono, silk 12 layers deep; Maiko cross golden bridges to greet a red dragon on the other side.
(If its a shallow river lift your skirts to your knees)
Beautiful girl, I see you sitting, painfully subdued on a tatami mat, sipping ginger sake, your okobo wait at the door while men fling innuendo your way. No you will not roll over but you will sing
(as the water deepens, unties your sashes please.)
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Arymes
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2004-02-13 22:09:57] (Date/Time posted on
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