Buson, no13



At Takiguchi

voices calling

for a light…

darkening spring rain.


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Issa, no8



Ah bold nightingale

even before

his lordship

you won’t mend your song





Dull-dreary rain-day…

dripping past

my gate a girl

bearing irises


Buson, No8



Dancing: the fox treads

among the pale


in garden moonlight






Mountain-top of clouds

towering behind

the hedge…

or a flowering plumb ?


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