From an aristocratic family of samurai,
Fully aware you’re the poison
That will kill the dignity of your roots.
Trapped in the oscillation betwixt nihilism
And romantic idealism, you acted
And claimed that which was
Always yours except now: by doing so you
Betrayed your entire heritage.
Falling ill like the fall of the
Spring snow, you died foretelling your
*This poem was inspired by Yukio Mishima’s novel Spring Snow.