It was a quiet morning as usual. Someone strolled calmly as the first move in chess.
いつものように静かな午前中のひと時、そぞろ歩きする誰かが静かに進めるチェスのように見えた。
capturing in prose
You know it is always just around the corner whenever you stop moving forward for your bad presentiment whether it is what you seek or not. When I was a small child, sometimes I stopped on a back street corner and wondered if should go. I felt something weird there. Today I always choose going ahead. I might have learned too many things.
In response to the weekly photo challenge, Corner by The Daily Post.

under the eaves
smelling summer grasses
way back in rain
軒借りて
夏草に酔う
雨の帰路
In buzzing of cicadas
Stretching and standing on tiptoe
A cast-off shell
背のびして
ためらい伸ばす
手に空蝉
