Buson, no16.



Two water-lilies

shining serenely


raindrop-dimpled pool.


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Buson, No15



Butterfly asleep

folded soft on

temple bell…

then bronze gong rang.


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Buson, No14



My two plum trees are

so gracious…

see, they flower

one now, one later.



Buson, no13



At Takiguchi

voices calling

for a light…

darkening spring rain.


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Buson, no12



From the mountain temple

a sound of a bell struck fumblingly

vanishes in the mist.





sweet spring shower…

enough to wet

the tiny shells

on the little beach





on the shining roof

the boy’s abandoned

string ball

soaking up the spring rain





Winter woodcutter….

when your axe cuts

home I scent

unexpected spring.





I can snore in peace…

the new year

won’t confront me

till tomorrow noon