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形象の詩
言葉になりたくても、なりきれなかった言葉たち
だんまりと色褪せていった
無垢に鉛筆を走らせる
紙の上にみるみるうちに線と線が繋がり顕現する
かたち という姿に化け、いろ が躍りあるがままの言葉に火が灯る
Poetry of Images
Words that wanted to become words but couldn't quite make it. Silently faded.
The pencil runs innocently.
In an instant, lines connect and manifest.
Transformed into shapes, colors dance, and the words themselves are set ablaze.






