Poem by Yone Noguchi (1875-1947)

How Near to Fairyland


The spring warmth steals into me, drying up all the tears of my soul,
And gives me a flight into the vastness,—into a floorless, unroofed reverie-hall.


Lo, such greenness, such velvety greenness, such a heaven without heaven above!
Lo, again, such grayness, such velvety grayness, such an earth without earth below!
My soul sails through the waveless mirror-seas.


Oh, how near to Fairyland!
Blow, blow, gust of wind!
Sweep away my soul-boat against that very shore!



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Written on 2021-05-24 at 00:02

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Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful. I'm always in awe of Japanese & Chinese poetry. So gentle and so unhurried. Thanks for posting!

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I really like this, light-hearted, whimsical, and a touch sad. Such is life.

The bio is good. Thank you, I will read more of his poems.

Lo, what a pleasant poem, by a writer of whom I had not heard prior to this post. Thank you for the introduction, Team.