A Bird Has No Wings In The Storm

I started re-reading Kawabata Yasunari san's 'Izu no Odoriko'
and I dream of your golden country 'Japan'.
I was surprised as I have been there.
Chiba-ken, Matsudo city, sakura-dori, tokiwadaira coffe master

by nimal dunuhinga Click to read full poem

Comments about A Bird Has No Wings In The Storm

Jayatissa K. Liyanage 13 Feb 2015 06:41
What a soft touching on a palpating heart! wonderfully written.
Jayatissa K. Liyanage 13 Feb 2015 06:41
What a soft touching on a palpating heart! wonderfully written.
Sally Plumb Plumb 19 Jul 2010 04:17
I enjoyed this very sentimental ending.
Kee Thampi 11 Feb 2010 12:15
you keep us with a famous story of him walk towards in the memory lane melancholy tune of windbells in Yoshiwara, still I breathe the cool breeze there and I sniff the fragrance of death from isolated graveyards I would like to drown in Sumida -kawa like Dazai Ozamu san who killed himself by drowning in the lakeTamagawa at Inokashira park.
Indira Renganathan 27 Jan 2010 08:30
I can feel the heartfelt write...a very good dedication...interesting too very much...thank you
Catrina Heart 11 Feb 2009 11:25
Amazing poetic story, nice narration...fine tribute to your friends...10+++
Luis Gil 06 Sep 2008 04:22
I know why the caged bird sings........
Sandra Fowler 22 Feb 2007 05:21
Your title is very sad and expressive. I would guess that you go to Japan in your mind quite often. Bittersweet and very beautiful, my friend. As always, Sandra
Dr. Kolitha Lelwala 13 Nov 2006 10:42
An excellent lines which float me towads the imaginary place in Japan(I have never visited, but dreamt of) grateful to you for the pleasure given by those nice compossition. With lots of Regards, Kolitha
Melvina Germain 12 Nov 2006 10:18
An excellent write Nimal and a wonderful tribute to those you miss. Thankyou Nimal for sharing this poem.--Melvina--
R H 07 Sep 2006 08:39
A beautiful tribute nestles in this wonderful poem of memories yearned for. Very evocative Nimal, Justine
Michael Gale 04 Sep 2006 07:51
We are all birds in guilded cages of life's walk in time before we meet with makers in the skies. A great ten in writing kind sir. God bless all poets-MJG.
Duncan Wyllie 08 Aug 2006 06:39
A wonderful expression of tribute My favourite part, and the part inwhich I am voting for is: I walk towards in the memory lane melancholy tune of windbells in Yoshiwara, still I breathe the cool breeze there Hauntingly beautiful words here Nimal Love duncan X
Ruby Root 09 Jul 2006 08:32
Hi Nimal, My mother is Japanese, she was born in Hiroshima. My sister and brother were born there too. I have not gone to Japan, but I do look on the website. My sister would like me to go with me next year. I would like to drag my mother with us. Then she can translate (ha ha) Beautiful dedication to your friends. The poem was excellent. Take care.
Chris Jeavons 29 May 2006 12:45
A very evocative and captivating poem, with great energy and feeling. wonderful
Uriah Hamilton 30 Apr 2006 06:01
A beautiful poem drifting between sacred landscape and the mindscape of sad and pleasant memory.
Roy Storey 26 Mar 2006 02:52
My heart lies in the in Thailand a place i would like to finsh my days but not yet may be tomorrow. take careRoy.
kskdnj sajn 26 Mar 2006 11:07
A bird has wings in a strom, it must just find the flow of least torment until the storm calms. A good and sad write Nimal.