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  • Tagawa City
    Kyushu
    Japan

    March 9, 2011
    4:46 a.m. (JST)

    The ancient spirits in the mine were uneasy,
    Feeling the vibrations days before.
    They were not afraid.
    Merely curious of the effects to come.

    Tiny undulations were felt
    Deep within the ground.
    No more than the flutter of a butterfly’s wing,
    Leading to chaos and her escape.

    March 10, 2011
    8:15 p.m. (JST)

    Tsubaki whispers:

    “The Moon is out over Miike coal mine.
    The chimney is so high,
    It hurts the moon’s eyes.
    If you say so, I will gather the courage to leave you.”

    In life and death
    She had no way of knowing that this ground,
    Just an entry in someone’s accounting book,
    Was really a chrysalis.

    Again, she sighs:

    “Over one, two, three mountains is a camellia
    Doesn’t matter how vivid it blooms
    if my precious does not come around.”

    March 11, 2011
    4:56 p.m. (JST)

    A distant drum marks a shifting ground.
    Inevitable chaos started by tiny wings.
    Unfathomable torque.
    Teutonic plates scraping.

    The limestone stream begins to softly flow, crying really.
    Throughout the long-shuttered tunnels
    The rumbles are heard only by the woman
    Who died 234 years ago.





    Photo by Christopher Young "From the Top of Mount Fuji at Dawn"
    Music used with permission by Kageyama “Hybrid Soul” – Tanko Bushi
    (Song and story are based on an ancient Japanese folk song)
    Available: http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/hybrid-soul/id490675641?ign-mpt=uo%3D4
    http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/kageyama
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