Shoha ,no1

 

 

a baby sparrow…

hopping

with curiosity

to watch my brushwork.

 

 

Kyoroku,no1

 

 

Blown cherry blossoms

fall and float

upon the cold

rice-paddy waters.

 

Bakushi, no1

 

 

Flooded paddy fields…

the lake has come

to town all green

with rice seedlings.

 

Shintoku,No1

 

 

Dull-dreary rain-day…

dripping past

my gate a girl

bearing irises

 

Buson,No10

 

 

sweet spring shower…

enough to wet

the tiny shells

on the little beach

 

Buson,no9

 

 

on the shining roof

the boy’s abandoned

string ball

soaking up the spring rain

 

Ranco, No2

 

 

Endless May time rain…

sneaking back one

night the moon

perched in the pine tree.

 

Chora,No1

 

 

After  spring sunset

mist rises  from

the river…

spreading like a flood

 

Buson, No8

 

 

Dancing: the fox treads

among the pale

Narcissi

in garden moonlight

 

 

Shiro,No1

 

 

Mountain-top of clouds

towering behind

the hedge…

or a flowering plumb ?

 

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Onitsura,No4

 

 

It is spring again…

gay in the garden

gather

sun-bathing sparrows

 

Shiki, No4

 

 

Afternoon garden…

planting perhaps

seven seeds…

I’m convalescent.

 

Issa, no5

 

 

Placing the kitten

to weigh her

on the balance…

she went on playing

 

Onitsura, no3

 

 

Silent cherry-bloom….

again with your

old eloquence

address my inner ear.

 

Uko,no1

 

 

After the shower…

spring-enchanted

sparrow-folk

chatter on the eaves.

 

Shiki,No3

 

 

Spring cobalt ocean…

across snow-white

mountains fly

black returning birds.

 

Onitsura,No2

 

 

Gusty spring breezes…

but the stubborn

plum buds still

gripping their thin twigs.

 

Ranko,no1

 

 

Spring evening beach…

helping fishermen

unload

living sea treasurers.

 

Basho,no6

 

 

Hear those baby mice

huddled in their

nest….peeping

to the sparrowlets

 

Izen,no1

 

 

Night is darkening…

silent in

the paddy pool

shines the milky way

 

Taigi,no1

 

 

Above the hamlet:

green the silent

bamboo-grove…

white lingering snow

 

Gyodai,no1

 

 

Snow is melting…

far in the misted

mountains

a caw-cawing crow

 

Buson,No7

 

 

Winter woodcutter….

when your axe cuts

home I scent

unexpected spring.

 

Buson,No6

 

 

I can snore in peace…

the new year

won’t confront me

till tomorrow noon

 

Shiki,No2

 

 

low over the railroad

wild geese flying –

a moonlit night

 

Teitoku,No1

 

 

which song is better –

that of the Komachi Dance?

or the Ise Dance?

 

Ryokan,no1

 

 

the thief

left it behind –

the moon at the window.

 

Buson,no5

 

 

a sudden squall

and the bird by the water

is turning white.

 

Kyorai,no1

 

 

yes! yes! I cried,

but someone still knocked

on the snow -mantled gate.

 

Chiyo-ni,no5

 

 

on moor and mountain

nothing stirs

this morn of snow.

 

Issa,no5

 

 

Serenely

gazing up at the mountain –

a toad.

 

Buson,no4

 

 

the angler –

his dreadful intensity

in the evening rain!

 

Chiyo-ni,no4

 

 

On the ebb tide beach.

everything we pick up

is alive.

 

Kyoriku,no2

 

 

day breaks –

quacks of the wild ducks

surround the castle.

 

Akito,no2

 

 

into the ranks

of the suits of armour

deep winter.

 

Kyoriku,no1

 

 

even to the saucepan

where potatoes are boiling –

a moonlit night.

 

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