Author: Fuyuji Tanaka
By: Vaericia Meno
They are selling mulberry wine, honey, pickled flowers, and so on at the station,
and the season has come when they sell cool pale ice cream
with the flavor of lemon.
A shower regularly comes
once or twice a night from the mountains. As soon as the lights of the park the rain starts beating down against the board-fences,
A Bing is te chenie from the saton, —it’s as gay as a flowery trinket on a girl’s head— and then another gay street branches off Among the pretty haberdashery, jewelry dry-goods, grocery and fruit stores, there are the old old stores
selling soy-sauce and cereals.
In the dark back-street, a man is selling revolving lanterns with the pictures of the vendetta
of the forty-seven ronin,
faintly brightening the darkness in red and blue. Then there is an acacia road to be lighted by gas lamps,
where you can see
