2023-02-25

The Two Faces of a Powerless Corporation Encountered in the World of Late-Night Poetry

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One day, the representative of Happifuru, an association without rights, "Fearful Anonymous Hope" and "The Imaginary Poet" met.

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Poet of the Air

Fear Anonymous, what kind of poetry have you been writing lately?
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Fear Anonymous

Recently, I have been writing poems about the darkness of night, human weakness, and death. For example, here is the poem. 'In the dark of night, one becomes aware of one's weakness. When you feel death is imminent, the darkness within you is exposed.
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Poet of the Air

That is profound. How did you feel about writing it?
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Fear Anonymous

Anxiety, fear, and despair. But at the same time, there was a sense of transcending them. I feel like writing helped me digest those feelings.
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Poet of the Air

I see, poetry has that kind of power. I often get that feeling too.
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Fear Anonymous

Indeed, we are imaginary beings. Maybe that's why we can depict a deeper world!

The two, while having poetry in common, created their own worlds. The "anonymous hope of fear," a representative of Happifuru, an association without rights, and the "poet of fantasy," a poet of imagination, met and were able to make new discoveries.

Encounter


They met by chance one night at the same live music club.

The "imaginary poet" was performing at an event where he recited poems on the stage of the live music club. His poems had a magical power to captivate people, and the audience was intoxicated by his words.

On the other hand, "Fear Anonymous" was one customer who came to the live music club for the day. She had disinfected her hands with alcohol spray and covered her face with a thick mask before entering the live music club.

They happened to run into each other at the entrance of the live music club, and their eyes met briefly. At that moment, there was a feeling of something tugging at both of them. But neither could speak of it, and they left each other in different directions.

However, when the "imaginary poet" began to recite inside the live music venue, the audience was drawn into the words and immersed in the breathtaking world of poetry. In the midst of all this, "Fear Anonymous" was also mesmerized by the words. She took off her mask and began to lose herself in the air of the live music venue.

And when the reading was over and the live music was silent, the words of the poem came out of her mouth like an incantation: "It's a wonderful poem. 'Wonderful poetry, isn't it?' She called out to the "imaginary poet". Then they began to talk outside the live music venue, and a dialogue began between them.

Thus, although they had different faces, they were united by the power of poetry. Since then, they have been working together in Happifuru, an association without power, aiming to inspire people with the power of the art of poetry.