Following lines are from Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami:
You sit at the edge of the
world,
I am in a crater that’s 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, it seems.
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,
She gazes –
At Kafka on the shore.
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