by Murakami Haruki
You sit at the edge of the world,
I am in a crater that is no more.
Words without letters
Standing in the shadow of the door.
The moon shines down on a sleeping lizard,
Little fish rain down from the sky.
Outside the window there are soldiers,
steeling themselves to die.
Kafka sits in a chair by the shore,
Thinking of the pendulum that moves the world,
When your heart is closed,
The shadow of the unmoving Sphinx,
Becomes a knife that pierces your dreams.
The drowning girl's fingers
Search for the entrance stone, and more.
Lifting the hem of her azure dress,
at Kafka on the shore.
Tamura Kafka runs away from home on his fifteenth birthday. Above him the shadow of a prophecy like in a Greek tragedy and the memory of a mother and a sister who he's not seen for eleven years. Kafka runs away, and goes to live in a Library.
Book InfoTitle: Kafka on the Shore
Author: Murakami Haruki (official site)
Original title: 海辺のカフカ (Umibe no Kafuka)
Italian title: Kafka sulla spiaggia
First publication date: 2002
Italian translation: Giorgio Amitrano
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