[DeepL Translation - needs review] The poet, who had been running at the sharpest point of Kotoba, headed for a new fertile field. That's why the sky is burning so red. I want to be loved. --The secret of our souls here and now can only be revealed by the words of poetry. Tell me, from where do you not mind the palm of God's hand coming to take you away? The horizon or the horizon? Forty-three poems that illuminate the lights and shadows of life and the world. The definitive 12th collection....
