Generational Scars

Author’s Note: Why was Japan at war—because “we” wanted resources from neighboring countries. “We” wanted political influence over the world. If I was a decedent of “we,” what can I—we—do for this world?

My grandmother                     hid in a hole in Nagoya.
My grandfather                       was a soldier in China.
My other grandmother           watched the falling bombs.
My other grandfather             searched for a victim’s mother after the bomb in Hiroshima.

I still live                                  in the sprout of the war, confused and frightened;
                                                 shamed as a descendant. Don’t let the war live twice—

                                                 time grows,
adding to our longing for peace. A stone piles on stones.

Naoko Fujimoto

Naoko Fujimoto was born and raised in Nagoya, Japan. Her poetry collections are We Face The Tremendous Meat On The Teppan (C&R Press, 2022), Where I Was Born (Willow Books, 2019), Glyph: Graphic Poetry=Trans. Sensory (Tupelo Press, 2021), and four chapbooks. Her first translation mini-collection is available from Toad Press. Her full-length translation, of women, is forthcoming from Tupelo Press in 2026.

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